mmm is in the middle of three weekends of travel. this is our life. he goes and goes and goes. but this time, those three weekends of travel butt right up against my 16 day european extravaganza. which, don't get me wrong, i'm thrilled about.
just getting nervous and know that i will miss him so much my little heart might break.
i can't even THINK about how much i'm gonna miss baby b.
we put this song on our wedding cd (of course we made cds for wedding favors- what else?) and it loops in my head every time i think about the next month:
iron and wine, such great heights
i am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss
they're perfectly aligned
and i have to speculate
that god himself did make us into
corresponding shapes like
puzzle pieces from the clay
and true, it may seem like a stretch,
but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled
head when you're away and i am missin you to death
when you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows and when you scan
the radio, i hope this song will guide you home
they will see us waving from such great heights
"come down now" they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now," but we'll stay
i tried my best to leave
this song on your machine but the
persistent beat it sounded
thin upon listenin and
that, frankly will not fly
you will hear the shrillest high and lowest lows with
the windows down when this is guiding you home
they will see us waving from such great heights
"come down now," they'll say
but everything
looks perfect from far away,
"come down now," but we'll stay
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