Oh, Midge Ure, I can’t think of a better song to close out the year than this one. This is by far one of my favorite songs of all time. The only other time I heard this song was when that movie “Dear God” with Greg Kinnear came out so many moons ago, and in the commercials for it it was playing this song. It was the story of a group of misfits who work at a post office and decide to start answering the mail that comes in addressed to God. I was so excited to see the movie, specifically because this song was playing during the commercial. This song is so full of hope and mournfulness and sadness and melancholy, and I figured that if the movie could hold on to even a portion of the amazingness of this song, it would be an unbelievably uplifting movie and I would be emotionally exhausted after seeing it, but that good kind of emotional exhaustion. Well, needless to say, the movie did not live up to expectations. I won’t say it was one of the worst movies I’ve ever seen, but it was not good, Midge Ure.
To be fair, I don’t know that any movie would have been able to live up to the expectations I had going into it, because while I know I’ve said “I LOVE THIS SONG!!!” many times on this blog, and I always mean it, with this song, I REALLY mean it. I’m not a religious man, Midge Ure, but there are times when I wish I was. And if I was, your lyrics would be my prayer. As it is, they’re still my prayer, not to a nameless, faceless deity but to myself and my fellow human beings. Every day I have at least one tiny moment, sometimes more, of a deep shame and sadness that I’m not doing enough for my fellow human beings. There’s a voice in my head, of which I generally tend to ignore, who makes it very plain that if I spent as much time and money on those that need help as I do on this blog or on comic books or TV or beer, etc. etc. that I could make an amazing amount of difference.
But I don’t, Midge Ure. Sure, I could chalk some up to my anxiety, and yes, I’ll admit I’m deathly cynical and don’t have a lot of faith and/or hope in humanity in general, but those are mere excuses, Midge Ure. I could even say I’m just not a very nice person, but even that seems like a lazy cop-out. I know some pretty unpleasant people who still do quite a bit of good in the world. So what’s the deal, Midge Ure? What gives with me, huh? Well, I’m not one for making resolutions because I’m not keen on setting myself up for failure, but let’s see if maybe I can do a little bit more good out there this next year than I have been. Thanks for the reminder about my humanity, Midge Ure, and a Happy New Year to all!
“Dear God”
 Dear God
Is there somebody out there?
Is there someone to hear my prayer?
I’m a simple man
With simple words to say
Is there some point in asking?
Asking for more only got us where we are today
Lost and alone and afraid
Give me
Love for the lonely
Give me
Food for the hungry
Give me
Peace in our restless world
Give me
Hope for the children
Give me
A worldwide religion
Give me
Peace in our restless world
Dear God
Can you hear me crying?
A whole world crying
Looking for something ta say
We had it all
And we threw it all away
Is there somebody watching
Somebody watching
Over the mess that we’ve made
We’re lost and alone and afraid
Give me
Love for the lonely
Give me
Food for the hungry
Give me
Peace in our restless world
Give me
Hope for the children
Give me
A worldwide religion
Give me
Peace in our restless world
And we need to know there’s something good though all our years of solitude go on and on and on and on and on and on
<awesome Midge Ure jam>
Give me
Love for the lonely
Give me
Food for the hungry
Give me
Peace in our restless world
Oh oh
Give me
Hope for the children
Give me
A worldwide religion
Give me
Peace in our restless world
Dear God
Is there somebody out there?
Is there someone to hear my prayer?
Mixed Tape Masterpiece 