Mae

I was born in â??82, a poor manâ??s son
When it came to hand-me-downs he only gave me one
At first I was ungrateful, at once I was confused
He said, â??music is the cup for you I pour
Itâ??s all I really have, wish I could give you more
But I have to catch my ride, son, Iâ??m off to a distant shoreâ?
You see my dad gave me the keys but Iâ??d have to show myself to the door
Soon the words he left were too faint to hear
And a path with no direction made it hard to steer
My soul was dry and thirsty, my mind was so unclear
While wandering around and searching there
I came across a man Iâ??d seen before I swear
And again Iâ??d see him too on a beach with the fading of the moon
And heâ??d say,
â??Communication is calling you itâ??s all in you.
No hesitation, youâ??ve got to see this throughâ?
I needed something to fill me up
In my bag a gift from dad, my music cup
Well, I should have looked here first in an attempt to quench the thirst
The taste was like a melody
With words to follow so expressively
I was off to share my song and no, it wouldnâ??t be too long
â??til I was standing on the stage and the crowd would sing it back to me
And weâ??d say,
â??Communication is calling us itâ??s all in us,
a celebration for you and me and the universe, our destination�
(How we find the answers)
When we search beyond ourselves you know we always listen
(We become so clever)
Let our walls crumble and burn away
(Make a change forever)
Can we lend a better hand than the one that weâ??ve been dealt?
Let the music be the way we get there
And we sing,
â??La la la la la la la laâ?
I walked the beach that morning and I found my faithful friend
Waiting there with words of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand
I watched him and I listened so peculiar and so sweet
Saying â??Love is all that we need and communicationâ?
I said,
â??Communication is calling me and yes, itâ??s all in meâ?
The cup has served me well for fifteen years
With music in my world Iâ??ve shed some fears
And Iâ??ve tried to understand how to be a better man
There is rhythm to my life that ebbs and flows
And at times the inspiration comes and goes
But whenever it arrives, well, I go down a take a dive