Thursday, July 14, 2005

Another Pretty Song

I woke up at 4:30 am and couldn't really get back to sleep, so I got up at 5:15 and went over to the new house to weed and clean up the boulvard in front of the house. I listened to a mix tape on which I heard the song "Coming Up Close" by Til Tuesday. I suppose there is an undercurrent of missing my family of origin or just memories in my mood today, because this song really got to me. It can tug at the heartstrings anytime, really.

One night in Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car
went driving in the summer, promises in every star
Out in the distance I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back a weekend's worth of sadness
There was a farmhouse that had long since been deserted
we stopped and carved our hearts into the wooden surface
we thought just for an instant we could see the future
we thought for once we knew what really was important
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
and oh, by the way
don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half-awake come true?
I wanted to say -but anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape
we drove around the fields until it started getting late
and I went back to my hotel room on the highway
and he just got back in his car and drove away
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
and oh, by the way
don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half-awake come true?
I wanted to say -but anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come on home
I also went and worked out at Curves from about 6:20-6:45 am--just once around and stretching because those weeds were a work out in themselves. It was a good start to a busy day. A day that includes a play group date and lunch at our friends' house in Springdale and HOPEFULLY will involve countertops and concrete, too [no, the countertops did NOT come in yesterday, so you can bet CMC is getting a fat Better Business Bureau report, even if he grovels--it has taken almost TEN WEEKS, dude!]. So I am outta here. Leave me a comment cuz I been so missing yall!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love you honey the nightmare that is our existance will soon turn into a sweet dream from whence you will never wake!!! Or atleast that's something we can work toward. Sorry big oaf trying to be poetic not a pretty sight.

Jill Petersen said...

its true that its been a nightmare for you but soon it will only be a memory and you can take baths in your nice big tub and enjoy that kitchen of yours making up lots of yummy salads and I will come up and eat them! I love you

Brooks Brown said...

Oh how I love Til Tuesday and especially that song. I hope you have heard Aimee Mann's solo work. It is all amazing. Sorry to hear about all your house woes. It will work itself out and you will be able to look back on this and be thankful its over. I know it must be very frustrating being in between houses with two small children, but you will get through this.

FAMILY LETTER 07.28.19

Dear Loved Ones,                                                                                                        We have just ...