Must be time to break out a Floyd-post...Hmmm, Coming Back to Life seems appropriate:

Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless Because the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words Dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And I headed straight..into the shining sun

Now let's just hope that the ideological radicals from within (religious right theocrats and social conservative puritans) aren't able to sabotage his candidacy in its infancy and those from without (moonbats and nutroots) continue to marginalize themselves to the point of irrelevancy, and maybe, just maybe, for the first time in over a quarter of a century we will elect a president who embodies everything that the holder of the office should.