Getting Closer

Growing up in the 80s, I had an eclectic taste for songs. Musicals, folk, rock, new wave, punk, goth, pop... I didn't have a preference. It was the song that spoke to me, more than the artist. If the chords struck a nerve, if the lyrics talked to my soul... That's what got me. One song in particular has been dancing in my periphery of late: Billy Joel's "Getting Closer".

The album as a whole was quite good, but I currently just keep hearing it in my head. It speaks to me about where I am right now, where I want to be... Working on things both internally and externally. The lyrics underscore my daily rhythm right now, and my heart keeps time with it. 

https://youtu.be/PLsXrgtalbA?si=7eTRssQplg7KwW9w

[VERSE 1]

] I went searching for the truth

But in my innocence I found

All the con men and their acrobats

Who stomped me in the ground

If I count up their percentages

I know they're getting rich

But they haven't taken everything

Those paybacks are a bitch

[PRE-CHORUS] 

Though I've lost quite a lot

I am still in control

They can keep what they've got

But they can't have my soul

[CHORUS] 

And if I don't have this all worked out

Still I'm getting closer, getting closer

I still have far to go no doubt

But I'm getting closer, getting closer

[VERSE 2]

What was ripped off by professionals

Is not all that it seems

While I must live up to contracts

I did not give up my dreams

If I see it as experience

It hasn't gone to waste

Lately all the missing pieces

Have been falling into place

[PRE-CHORUS] 

And if I could go back and start over somehow

I would not change that much

Knowing what I know now

[CHORUS] 

Though there have been sins

I will regret

Still I'm getting close, getting closer

I don't have all the answers yet

But I'm getting closer, getting closer

[VERSE 3]

I'm a mark for every shyster

From Topanga to Berlin

And I should have learned to kick them out

As soon as they crawled in

So to every bank in Switzerland

That stores my stolen youth

I'm alright because despite the laws

You cannot hide the truth

[PRE-CHORUS] 

And although you will say

I am still too naive

But I have not lost faith

In the things I believe

[CHORUS] 

And if I don't have this all worked out

Still I'm getting closer, getting closer

I still have far to go no doubt

But I'm still getting closer, getting closer. 

But I'm still getting closer, getting closer

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