September 1, 2004
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chop wood and carry water…
teenage hair angst, not MINE, thank maude
I feel like I’m on a rollercoaster
like I might barf
maybe I’ll take a long hot bath
and rearrange my prejudices
Shawn Colvin
One small year
–One Small Year
It’s been an eternity
It’s taken all of me to get here
The hands of time
They pushed my down the street
They swept me of my feet to this place
And I don’t know my face
Now all through the night I can pretend
The morning will make me whole again
Then everyday I can begin
To wait for the night again
One more tune
That will never be done
It’s just another one for the moon
For the days in the ruin
Just today I woke up feeling fine
Like the world was mine
I was clean
And it was a dream
Where out of the blue came you and me
The Wizard of Oz had set us free
You let me float you to your feet
Just like you believed in me
It’s like you believed
One small year
I wonder where I’ve gone
It shouldn’t seem so long or so weird
And I was always here
It’s just one small year
Comments (5)
Well, Art is Art, isn’t it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.
Groucho Marx
“Work like you don’t need the money, love like you’ve never been hurt,and dance like no one is watching.” – Satchel Paige
“Bless your sweet mistakes,
That crumble you down to your knees.
That brought you to this place
Changing you by degrees…
When change was just what you needed…
What you needed…”
Chorus from Ellis Paul’s Sweet Mistakes
And I love your hair… And you… And Groucho quotes…
Timothy
“Teenage Hair Angst”? Is that sung to the tune of “Teenage Waste Land”?