Thu Oct 13, 2005
Today's Blog is dedicated to the memory of my dearest friend
Angela Pettie Pownell
July 20,1966 - October 13, 1995
It's been 10 years but I never forget you. I think of you every day.
We had a friendship that lasted a lifetime, but your life was so short! How I wish you were still here!
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
And pass your door
But you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you-
Like the deserts miss the rain
Could you be dead ?
You always wereTwo steps ahead
of everyoneWe'd walk behind
While you would run
I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you
Shoutdown to me
Where I always used to be
And I miss you
-Like the deserts miss the rain
Back on the train
I askWhy did I come again ?
Can I confess
I've been hanging'roundYour old address ?
And the years have proved
To offer nothingSince you moved
You're long gone
But I can't move on And I miss you-
Like the deserts miss the rain
-"Missing" / Everything But the Girl / 1995
Posted by Ginga Cool Cat at 8:00 AM
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Touching tribute. I've always loved this song. In fact I think I'll take this disc to work with me tomorrow. Thanks for reminding me. :-)
Posted by: juli at October 14, 2005 1:45 AM
Here's part of the lyric to "Magic and Loss," the title song from a Lou Reed album. I think it addresses issues raised in your last two posts. You can usually find a used copy in Record and Tape Trader- it is a great album for dealing with death-and life.
I join you in mourning the loss of your friend-and mine.
Posted by: Rick at October 14, 2005 6:51 PM
They say no one person can do it all
But you want to in your head
But you can't be shakespeare and you can't be joyce
So what is left instead
You're stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And just this moment this wonderful fire
Started up again
When you pass through humble, when you pass through sickly
When you pass through i'm better than you all
When you pass through anger and self deprecation
And have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic
That let you survive your own war
You find that that fire is passion
And there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
Trying to remember its name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
You cannot remain the same
And if the building's burning move towards that door
But don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
And then some loss to even things out
Posted by: Rick at October 14, 2005 6:52 PM
Touching tribute. I've always loved this song. In fact I think I'll take this disc to work with me tomorrow. Thanks for reminding me. :-)
Posted by: juli at October 14, 2005 1:45 AMHere's part of the lyric to "Magic and Loss," the title song from a Lou Reed album. I think it addresses issues raised in your last two posts. You can usually find a used copy in Record and Tape Trader- it is a great album for dealing with death-and life.
I join you in mourning the loss of your friend-and mine.
Posted by: Rick at October 14, 2005 6:51 PMThey say no one person can do it all
But you want to in your head
But you can't be shakespeare and you can't be joyce
So what is left instead
You're stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And just this moment this wonderful fire
Started up again
When you pass through humble, when you pass through sickly
When you pass through i'm better than you all
When you pass through anger and self deprecation
And have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic
That let you survive your own war
You find that that fire is passion
And there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
Trying to remember its name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
You cannot remain the same
And if the building's burning move towards that door
Posted by: Rick at October 14, 2005 6:52 PMBut don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
And then some loss to even things out