I started out in search of ordinary things

[thank you for coming today. the light shines through.
I started out in search of ordinary things:)


'Jim Cain' by Bill Callahan from 'Sometimes I Wish We Were An Eagle'

"...I started out in search of ordinary things:
How much of a tree bends in the wind.

I started telling the story without knowing the end.

I used to be darker, then I got lighter, then I got dark again,
Something to be seen was passing over and over me.
Well it seemed like the routine case at first:
With the death of the shadow came a lightness of verse.
But the darkest of nights, in truth, still dazzled,
And I work myself until I'm frazzled.

I ended up in search of ordinary things:
Like how can a wave possibly be?
I started running, and the concrete turned to sand,
I started running, and things didn't pan out as planned.

In case things go poorly and I not return,
Remember the good things I done.
In case things go poorly and I not return,
Remember the good things I done,
Or done me in..."



(I ended up in search of ordinary things ;o)]