I've always loved that song. The hope. The trepidation. The possibility.
"Maybe it's too early in the game." Yeah...it's a scary move to lay yourself out like that. But, at this time of the year, isn't it worth it?
Just like Mexico. Asking what you're doing next December 21st. Because, ummm, that's the next end of the world (according to some). And, if you believe that to be true...wouldn't you want to be at ground zero, like Tapachula or Xunantunich? They're preparing the welcome mat.
Actually, I'd like to be at the polar opposite of ground zero (Madagascar works) so I could watch it unfold...and have a few moments to say "Shit...the Mayan's were right."
And then, have a few minutes to do what we all say we want to do when the end of the world is near.