Something changed today
I finally took the headphones off
And as the sound waves died away
I heard my heart say
I hate to see you work so hard
And still life slip away

I gave my life. I sweat. I cried
For things that can't cry over me
When the day is done
The most important ones
Get the old remains
They get the cold leftovers. So...

I'm going, I'm going home
Take messages
I've been away for too long
So take messages

And it takes some faith
To grab the wheel and drive away
Changing is an art
But I recognize
I had the wrong priorities
First my head and then my heart

My children's eyes
Their changing size
Now that's reality
My woman's arms
Her hungry heart
The spiritual presence
It's like a magnet. So...

©2005 Luminous Art Media / Eric Champion

Behind the Song:
'Our desire to be successful can cause delusion sometimes. We can pay a price and say it's worth it because we are providing for our family, or we are being responsible or we are just trying to do our best. We can make it sound so noble. Some people never realize the damage their quest for personal success can cause their loved one's. When put in competition with others, I usually withdraw, but when placed in a job where the competition was with myself, I was determined to win. My lust for success was visceral and consuming. Then finally one day after a year or so of this consumption, for whatever reason, it clicked and I realized how misguided I had become. I literally walked out of my office at 1 pm and told the receptionist to take messages, 'I'm going home'...' - Eric Champion