Fever Pitch

I have been sick all week.  I had a really bad sore throat, fever and just groggy.  I did not feel like I was myself well my new high functioning happy self that I make sure to bring out into the world of late.  But I was still able to keep up with appearances for the most part while silently battling with my anxieties.

Anyway I turned that Astronaut poem from the other day into a song during the music lesson I take with Murray Foster at the Toronto School of Songwriting.  He says he might sing it at this event tomorrow afternoon at The Black Swan from 1pm to 3pm.  He said no guarantees that he’ll sing it.

Here are the lyrics as of late:

I will never be

An astronaut

So why would I

Look at the sky

I will never walk

Among the stars

Throw away that hope

And this telescope

I will never give these dreams a second thought

Cuz I’ll never be an astronaut

I will never go

Up to the moon

So why would I

Dare to try

All these dreams I have

They pass me by

So I close the door

And dream no more

I should never give these dreams a second thought

Cuz I’ll never be an astronaut

Dreams burn brighter than the sun

Dreamers have to dream on

I will never be

an astronaut

All my dreams are found

Here on the ground

But these dreams I have

They’re mine alone

So I will build

A spaceship of my own

Cuz these dreams I have/ they’re all I got

So some day I’ll be an astronaut

Yeah one day I’ll be an astronaut