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For taking in the rain when I'm feeling so dry
For giving me the answers when I'm asking you why
And my oh my
For that
I thank you

For taking in the sun when I feel so cold
For giving me a child when my body is old
And don't you know
For that I need you

For coming to my room when you know I'm alone
For finding me a highway, for driving me home
And you got to know
For that
I serve you

For pulling me away when I'm starting to fall
For revving me up when I'm starting to stall
And all in all
For that
I want you

For taking and for giving and for playing the game
For praying for my future in the days that remain
Oh Lord
For that
I hold you
Ah, but most of all
For crying out loud
For that
I love you


soapwench: (cartoon stef sad)
We both lie silently still
in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right

If I'd known what to say

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Only love
Can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea
Only love
Can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers
Laying in the fields.

Love, Reign o'er me
Love, Reign o'er me, rain on me

Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high

Love Reign O'er me

On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain

It seems to be a Who day.  Anyway, this song speaks to me today.  Not sure why.  I'm grateful for love and for April Fool's Do-Overs.

soapwench: (feeling dragon-ish)
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a bird...I’m more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me


from Superman by Five for Fighting (the actual song is a little musACK, but i like this bit of the lyrics)

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I've been called ridiculous and looney and all sorts of other extreme qualities by a couple of people recently.  I can embrace that.  I'm okay with being extreme.  Everything in the Universe seeks balance.

This is what is written on Aunt Clara's chalk board right now...

Crazy, but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate

I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I've listened to preachers
I've listened to fools

I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train


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 I went to the most awesome concert last night!

www.interculturaljourneys.org

It was R. Carlos Nakai, a Native American flutist, joined by Udi Bar-David a cellist and Wu Man, a pipa vurtoso.  Oh my goodness.  The flute music was so peaceful.  The cello was haunting.  The pipa (a chinese banjo - I know of no other way to describe it, though the program says it's a type of lute) was intriguing.  I loved watching their faces while playing and their joy in the music.  Udi and Wu Man were especially captivating to watch.  They enjoyed it so!

One of my two favorite parts of the concert were when a violinist joined them and they played Amazing Grace.  Each of the instrumentalists took the lead on one verse with the other instruments supporting them.  The pipa doesn't draw notes out, so it was tinkly with a melodic undertone.  I'm not musical enough to describe it correctly.  I don't have the language, but it was one of the most beautiful versions of that song that I've ever heard. 

The other part was at the end when they were improvising jazz riffs.  I mean, how cool is it to hear a Chinese lute and a Native American flute performing jazz riffs?  It was an experience that I will always remember.  I just wish the kids hadn't been too tired for us to stick around and meet the artists.

Okay, so I'm sitting here at work writing this, listening to a cd that I purchased last night of R. Carlos Nakai's flute music and one of my more outrageous co-workers pipes up with the comment that it sounds like porn music.  So, I can say, "No, it really isn't porn slappin' music." and be correct, but then everyone I work with will know that I watch porn.  I think I'll just let the comment pass.

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