on my mind

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me

It's just a thought, only a thought

While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try
Well how can I say I'm alive

But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

--Dido, Life For Rent

Those listeners wishing to avoid the murky waters of my emotional state would do better to download Jack Johnson's infectious, delicious "Rodeo Clowns" or "Bubble Toes." Surfer blues, sort of. Trust me.