Theme Songs

So, I recall seeing this episode of Ally McBeal that had something to do with picking your own theme music. This thought came to mind when I was driving into work at 7 this morning (first day of working two jobs– work @ Radiant from 7-4:45, then Apple from 5:30-10 PM), so I thought I’d pick a theme song… the one I was listening to right then. So my current theme song is Lateralus by Tool. I’ve pasted the lyrics below (obtained from Toolshed). If you can and would like, give my theme song a listen or two. Sure, the lyrics are a good way to understand the context of my theme music but to really get it, you must hear it!

What’s your theme song?

Lateralus

Tool

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.

lets me see.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

drawn beyond the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must

Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.

lets me see there is so much more

and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

drawn outside the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.

Reaching out to embrace the random.

Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to

feel the rhythm, to feel connected

enough to step aside and weep like a widow

to feel inspired, to fathom the power,

to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,

to swing on the spiral

of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself

between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,

I feel it move across my skin.

I’m reaching up and reaching out,

I’m reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.

And following our will and wind we may just go where no one’s been.

We’ll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one’s been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going…