Jun 27, 2004 17:32
CROSSROADS by Tracy Chapman
All you folks think you own my life
But you never made any sacrifice
Demons they are on my trail
I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell
I look to the left I look to the right
There're hands that grab me on every side
All you folks think I got my price
At which I'll sell all that is mine
You think money rules when all else fails
Go sell your soul and keep your shell
I'm trying to protect what I keep inside
All the reasons why I live my life
Some say the devil be a mystical thing
I say the devil he a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try to tell you what you want
Try to tell you what you need
Standing at the point
The road it cross you down
What is at your back
Which way do you turn
Who will come to find you first
Your devils or your gods
"All you folks think you run my life
Say I should be willing to comprimise
I say all you demons go back to hell
I'll save my soul save myself" [emphasis mine]
I'm just depressed. I want to stop everything right now. I really can't take this. I am so attached to my High School Friends. Actually, they are the reason why I still have the courage to face my college life. It doesn't mean though that I resent my classmates in B4. It's just that I've grown with my HS friends so much--meaning to say, they have witnessed what I really am as a person and a friend. I just wish we were all back together again. Anyway, I still have the chance to see my HS friends after classes. How's that for a consolation?
Isn't Tracy Chapman great? I mean that she's a really great song writer. No...she's a poet. She's just plain good. Her song Crossroads really touched me. It's about being yourself with no kind of dependence to mortals.
No. I am not getting sentimental or even highly-emotional nor sensitive.