heaven (bryan adams) version #2

*Forgive my insanity.  Another version of Heaven.  Still not getting what he wants.  Still alone.  This time alone in a crowd.  I feel like I'm beating a dead horse, but sometimes pain is more compelling than satisfaction.  We equate struggle with growth and once you stop growing, well, you begin rotting.  There has to be something here about our cultural obsession with youth and struggle.  Who wants to be simple and satisfied?  The middle-aged, the comfort crowd, the Buick buyers among us?  Being happy doesn't have to mean being boring, but often it does.*

grass kart racing (crazy speeds)

*This is exactly what my winterized soul needs right now.  What would be more fun that doing this?  I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it would involve doing this plus doing cocaine.  What are you waiting for?  Throw me a helmet!*

heaven (dj sammy ft.do)

*I remembered this version (released in 2002) of Bryan Adam's song and thought I would post it because it, too, has a haunting quality.  It has a hollow feel to it, an emptiness.  The fact that the song was remade, reformatted doesn't matter.  Good songs come through unscathed.  I think that's the case with this one.*