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I was born in '82, a poor man's son When it came to hand-me-downs he only gave me one At first I was ungrateful, at once I was confused He said, ?music is the cup for you I pour It's all I really have, wish I could give you more But I have to catch my ride, son, I'm off to a distant shore? You see my dad gave me the keys but I'd have to show myself to the door Soon the words he left were too faint to hear And a path with no direction made it hard to steer My soul was dry and thirsty, my mind was so unclear While wandering around and searching there I came across a man I'd seen before I swear And again I'd see him too on a beach with the fading of the moon And he'd say, ?Communication is calling you it's all in you. No hesitation, you've got to see this through? I needed something to fill me up In my bag a gift from dad, my music cup Well, I should have looked here first in an attempt to quench the thirst The taste was like a melody With words to follow so expressively I was off to share my song and no, it wouldn't be too long 'til I was standing on the stage and the crowd would sing it back to me Songtexte And we'd say, ?Communication is calling us it's all in us, a celebration for you and me and the universe, our destination? (How we find the answers) When we search beyond ourselves you know we always listen (We become so clever) Let our walls crumble and burn away (Make a change forever) Can we lend a better hand than the one that we've been dealt? Let the music be the way we get there And we sing, ?La la la la la la la la? I walked the beach that morning and I found my faithful friend Waiting there with words of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand I watched him and I listened so peculiar and so sweet Saying ?Love is all that we need and communication? I said, ?Communication is calling me and yes, it's all in me? The cup has served me well for fifteen years With music in my world I've shed some fears And I've tried to understand how to be a better man There is rhythm to my life that ebbs and flows And at times the inspiration comes and goes But whenever it arrives, well, I go down a take a dive When I swim up to the surface I sing ?communication? every time Aus Songtexte Mania