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    January 19th, 2025

    Shannon’s Perspective:

    If their lives were exotic and strange
    They would likely have gladly exchanged them
    For something a little more plain
    Maybe something a little more sane


    Another song off the Rush Hold Your Fire album and if you read my Open Secrets write up you already know some of my feelings about this album. If you haven’t then just know Larry became obsessed with this album around the time my brother Shane died so this album takes me back to that time in my life. It is also for that reason that the above lyrics are the ones that I relate to the most.

    When you read stories of my childhood and I talk about the bad times just remember for a lot of those I was not alone, Shane was having the same shitty experience I was and most times his was worse. So, we most certainly would have exchanged them for something a little more sane.

    Larry’s Pick: Mission

    This song has never meant anything other than inspiration to me.

    Throughout my entire life since first hearing it, whether personal or professional, it has served as a jolt of energy of sorts. To think that someone who is so well read, such an inspirational writer and considered one of the best drummers of all time could write something like...

    I wish I had that instinct
    I wish I had that drive

    ...is mind boggling to me. It just goes to show what a down to earth kind of guy he was along with Alex and Geddy.

    I've used various lines from this song as email auto-signature quotes in the hopes that they make someone else pause and think about it and get reenergized.

    I'm also not going to lie that Shannon and I have discussed this section quite a bit as well as it relates to her health:

    It's cold comfort
    To the ones without it
    To know how they struggled
    How they suffered about it

    If their lives were exotic and strange
    They would likely have gladly exchanged them
    For something a little more plain
    Maybe something a little more sane


    She would gladly exchange her constant pain and suffering for something a little more plain, a little more sane. I don't take that sentiment lightly. Sure I come home from work like everybody else - sometimes motivated, sometimes frustrated, sometimes exhausted. But as weird as it sounds this is everybody's version of "plain" and "sane".

    That routine is not the life she lives.

    And until you have something that causes you to be on the outside of it looking in, you probably won't understand how truly devastating that can be.

    Even after writing all of the above, I still draw inspiration. Inspiration not to take for granted what I am able to do and the life I am able to live. Inspiration to be better for the life we live...
    Mission
    Rush

    Hold your fire
    Keep it burning bright
    Hold the flame 'til the dream ignites
    A spirit with a vision is a dream
    With a mission

    I hear their passionate music
    Read the words that touch my heart
    I gaze at their feverish pictures
    The secrets that set them apart

    When I feel the powerful visions
    Their fire has made alive
    I wish I had that instinct
    I wish I had that drive

    Spirits fly on dangerous missions
    Imaginations on fire
    Focused high on soaring ambitions
    Consumed in a single desire

    In the grip of a nameless possession
    A slave to the drive of obsession
    A spirit with a vision is a dream
    With a mission

    I watch their images flicker
    Bringing light to a lifeless screen
    I walk through their beautiful buildings
    And I wish I had their dreams

    But dreams don't need to have motion
    To keep their spark alive
    Obsession has to have action
    Pride turns on the drive

    Spirits fly on dangerous missions
    Imaginations on fire
    Focused high on soaring ambitions
    Consumed in a single desire

    In the grip of a nameless possession
    A slave to a driving obsession
    A spirit with a vision is a dream
    With a mission

    It's cold comfort
    To the ones without it
    To know how they struggled
    How they suffered about it

    If their lives were exotic and strange
    They would likely have gladly exchanged them
    For something a little more plain
    Maybe something a little more sane

    We each pay a fabulous price
    For our visions of paradise
    But a spirit with a vision is a dream
    With a mission
    A spirit with a vision is a dream
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