Take me Home, JRE

JRE was in Vermont last week to talk about poverty. Vermonters don't think of themselves as poverty stricken, although I have known some former Vermonters who couldn't afford to buy a house with running water.

Here's the link to a personal blog about JRE's visit, which is where I found this pic.

JRE looks rich in his suit, but you know what, he and Elizabeth don't live an extravagant life. Like Phil Collins again, this could be the message for JRE for us:

Take that look of worry
I’m an ordinary man
They don’t tell me nothing
So I find out what I can
There’s a fire that’s been burning
Right outside my door
I can’t see but I feel it
And it helps to keep me warm
So i, I don’t mind
No i, I don’t mind

Seems so long I’ve been waiting
Still don’t know what for
There’s no point escaping
I don’t worry anymore
I can’t come out to find you
I don’t like to go outside
They can’t turn off my feelings
Like they’re turning off a light
But i, I don’t mind
No i, I don’t mind
Oh i, I don’t mind
No i, I don’t mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home, oh lord
Cos I’ve been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you

Take that look of worry, mine’s an ordinary life
Working when it’s daylight
And sleeping when it’s night
I’ve got no far horizons
I don’t wish upon a star
They don’t think that I listen
Oh but I know who they are
And i, I don’t mind
No i, I don’t mind
Oh i, I don’t mind
No i, I don’t mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don’t remember
Take, take me home, oh lord
Well I’ve been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you

But I don’t remember
Take, take me home...