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I know, I know....I've been a bad blogger.

I am feeling good, all is well, I have just been busy and/or tired.

Meantime, here's some music to tide you over til I get the time and the mood to write more...

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keep it on the recent
keep it on the now
give me an easy way out

In My Arms
Teddy Thompson

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And the music make her wanna be the story
And the story was whatever was the song - what it was

Skateaway
Dire Straits

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I can understand you're living in a prison
I know you can only see me as a vision
I might fade away with the coming of a new dawn

And your heart is breaking
What are you gonna do now
That you're tired of faking it?
Well, it's hard to take it
When you know what happens each time

The devil with the green eyes
Said you were never meant to be mine
'Cause I came up from a dark world
And every love I've ever know is dead

If you come close enough to see I am inhuman
I will tell you why you're feeling so uncertain
Every word I say has a way of turning evil in you
And your heart is breaking.

What are you gonna do now?

Devil with the Green Eyes
Matthew Sweet

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Take me to another place
Take me to another land
Make me forget all that hurts me
Let me understand your plan


I ask you Lord why you enlightened me
Without the enlightenment of all my folks
He said cuz I set myself on a quest for truth
And He was there to quench my thirst
But I am still thirsty...

Tennessee
Arrested Development

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She's a jar
With a heavy lid
My pop quiz kid
A sleepy kisser
A pretty war
With feelings hid
She begs me not to miss her

When I forget how to talk, I sing
Won't you please
Bring that flash to shine
And turn my eyes red
Unless they close
When you click
And my face gets sick
Stuck
Like a question unposed

She's a Jar
Wilco

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Anyone who ever held you
Would tell you the way I'm feeling

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms

Stars
Simply Red

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Every morning when I wake, a feeling soon begins to overtake me.
Ringing in my ears resounds through my brain; it finally surrounds me.
There is fire, there is life, there is passion, fever and fury.
There is love and there is hate, there is longing, anger and worry.

Oh, I have a flame; feel it touch my heart.
And down at my core is the hottest part.
I can run without fear.

If it should become too cold, I know I can endure the frostbite.
Oh, a blanket then I'll wrap around me;
I keep myself so close to my sight.
No one then can cause me harm, just as a river runs into the sea.
'Cause every day, a fire alarm is deafening the silence all around me.

Oh, I have a flame; feel it touch my heart.
And down at my core is the hottest part.
I can run without fear.

It is burning.
It is burning.

You can trust me; we can laugh. Together we can share our sorrow.
I will give you secrets too, an attitude that you may borrow.
Gypsy woman said to me, "One thing you must bear in your mind:
You are young and you are free,
but damned if you're deceased in your own lifetime."

Oh, you have a flame; feel it in your heart.
And down at the core is the hottest part.
We can run without fear.

It is burning.
It is burning.

The Core
Eric Clapton

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Funky flowin' goin' on with the sweet sound

Caught in the groove in Fantasia I'm found
Trip the tour upon the rhymes they soar
To an infinite height to the realm of the hardcore
Here we go off I take ya
Dip trip - flip fantasia

Cantaloop
Us3

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You can’t fool me
I saw you when you came out
You got your momma’s taste
But you got my mouth

Life flies by in seconds
You’re not a baby
Gracie, you’re my friend
You’ll be a lady soon
But until then
You gotta do what I say

You nodded off in my arms watching TV
I won’t move you an inch
Even though my arm’s asleep

One day you’re gonna wanna go
I hope we taught you everything
You need to know
Gracie girl

Gracie
Ben Folds

This song is so sweet. It always brings tears to my eyes thinking of all the little (and big) girls I know. And now it reminds me of this Gracie.

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I talked to my ex-husband, Chris today. A few of the songs on this playlist will always remind me of him. Not in a 'oh-I-miss-him-so' sort of way, but in a warm-smiling-fondly-nostalgic sort of way.

He is sorry I am sick, I am happy he is happy.

That sounds sadder than it actually is.

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