How Sweet Life Is...

I know how sweet it can be....
the goodness of an almost
summer evening
light falling
outside the window
eyelids almost shut
almost dreaming
almost hearing
happy
shouts of children
in their innocence
like when you
were young
and you remember
being young
and sweet
but now you are
older and almost
sleeping
sweet
sleep
life
is sweet

This song is here to keep you warm, and strong

REM - Untitled (Track 11 from the album Green)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUs6x-v2A0k
 
This world is big and so-awake
I stayed up late to hear your voice
This light is here to keep you warm
This song is here to keep you strong

I made a list of things to say
But all I really want to say
All I really want to say is
Hold her and keep him strong
While I'm away from here
Hold her and keep her strong
While I'm away from here

I've seen the world and so-awake
And stay up late to hear me sing
Just hold her
I've seen the world and so-awake
And stay up late to hear me sing
Just hold him
Hold her and keep her strong
While I'm away from here
Hold him and keep him strong
While I'm away from here

Lyrics:
http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3458764513820549333/

A Kind of Love Song

"Undressed"
by Lloyd Cole
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drJAVl64Yd8

You look so good when you're depressed
Better even in your current state of undress
Tears caressing me like rain
And I'm not even thinking, I feel fine in your pain
The coolest thing I ever saw
You were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
You were naked on the bare stone floor
You looked at me to say don't guess
I was only watching, yes I love you more undressed
Is it really such a sin?
Should I feel some kind of shame?
Will I truly go to hell?
Oh you never lock the bathroom door
Should I be embarrassed when I've seen a hundred times before
How do married couples cope
Should I say excuse me darling, I don't know
We could disconnect the telephone
Just sit around and mess around
And tell your ma we went to rome, tennessee
And I'm not even drinking, I feel fine, it's scary
Is it really such a sin?
Should I feel some kind of shame?
Will I truly go to hell?
Oh well
The coolest thing I ever saw
You were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
You were naked on the bare stone floor
You looked at me to say don't guess
I was only watching, is it bad that I should love you best
Undressed
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/lloyd+cole/undressed_20084719.html

There's so much to do in the sunlight...As We Go Along

This song from an early mixed tape from  old boyfriend, recently ported from tape to CD by my wonderful sister, the archivist!

"As We Go Along"
by The Monkees

I can tell by your face
That you're looking to find a place
To settle your mind
And reveal who you are
And you shouldn't be shy
For I'm not gonna try
To hurt you or heal you or steal your star
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets
Let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
Why think all about
Who's gonna win out
We'll make up our story as we go along
There's so little time
For us to try to rhyme
And so many highways to travel upon
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets and let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWLasUfJnWs

She Was An American Girl

American Girl ~
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5ccVWbteps

When I was about to graduate
from college, I had no idea
what was
happening.

I didn't plan for it to end,
I was always good at school
but outside, in "the real world"
any bravery I had was a total act.

When I was young
I always thought
I'd grow up
to be a dancer,
an actress,
a singer, or a writer.

It was all so easy in the abstract.

I climbed trees and hunted treasure in garbage dumpsters.
I wanted to be a horse so I could run forever.
I never wanted to be a princess.

I had a romance with my cat (he was my first boyfriend).
I made up stories and songs that I never wrote down.

And some I did, while discovering
a new language
better than this old
one I had inherited.

When I was young
my father used to say I was ten
going on twenty-one - I was never
young enough for him
I guess.

When I was young
(I was never young)
I never thought I'd grow up
to be this:  older
and sure of less.