Full Permission Lyrics

In line with today's theme of greatness, here's a lyric from a song I wrote almost 20 years ago during a time when I'd taken a sabbatical from my therapy practice and was writing music and working in my own home improvement business. One day after work, sitting on my stoop, I looked down at my paint-stained clothes and hands and saw the beauty of it all. This is what came out of me, with the great guidance of my dear friend and collaborator, Barry Saperstein.

SOMETHING RARE

We tend to think of heroes as a different breed
Specialize in greatness of word and deed
Surely nothing average in what they say or do
Far beyond the goings on of me and you

But there's a hundred tales of glory
In an ordinary day
Look around
Look around
Untold shining pearls in the thoughts we throw away
You've got to listen.

There's poetry in the hands of the everyday man
Hope for the world in the dreams of the working girl
Find something rare in the commonplace
There in an empty space
It's there.

We tend to see our lives as too mundane
Nothing more exciting than the simple rain
But when the Earth is thirsty
Magnificence won't do
Who becomes the heroes then,
Well me and you.

But there's a hundred tales of glory
In an ordinary day
Look around
Look around
Untold shining pearls in the thoughts we throw away
We've got to listen.

There's poetry in the hands of the everyday man
Hope for the world in the dreams of the working girl
Find something rare in the commonplace
There in an empty space
It's there.

Loffredo/Saperstein