bring on the dancing hippies

when i was a boy
back in el paso
i used to dream of nights
like the ones i just had
this past weekend
singing my songs
to people who cared
smiles
and singalongs for me
a feeling of being appreciated
and loved
i never lose track of that dream
handed down to me from a misfit child
many years ago
i don't take any of it for granted

"when you've spent most your life
being put down
it's so nice to be part of the in-crowd..."

some of the songs on "constellation" partly revisit
those days i spent growing up in old e.p.
the dreaming
the escapism
the alienation
i felt as a youth
i'm fascinated by the blissful ignorance of childhood
i think it's beautiful
it's a state of being where anything is possible
the world is waiting to be explored
and conquered
failure and disappointment are not a part of the equation yet

"life was but a mystery
a work of art that we'd conceive
and all it's gifts would be revealed
laid out at our feet"

the hope and optimism that has sprung
from last week's election
actually reminds me of being a kid
when i was a boy
i never even considered for a second
that i could be a "well-respected"
or "normal" member of society
with a name like salim nourallah
phewey!!!!
i definitely knew being president was outta the question for me
but now we have a president named barack
i guess i shouldn't have made such sweeping negative assumptions
this country has allowed so many people to live a life
that's brought to fruition many the dreams they had as children

...me included...

it's amazing
and wonderful

a wave of hippie euphoria has swept over me
long haired dancing girls sprinkle daisies
over my beaming face
as i gaze up at the boundless blue sky