Monday, November 14, 2005
So I had the rare opportunity to be a) by myself and b) in the car when I discovered "Movin' Out Mondays" - back to back Billy Joel tunes on a local classic rock station.
OH MAN.
I love Billy Joel. I realized I was driving 20 miles an hour so I could keep rockin.
I don't need you to worry for me 'cause I'm all right
(not listening to Mighty Mitzvah Kids)
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
(not harrassing Rivky to keep arms in car seat)
I don't care what you say anymore, this is MY LIFE
(not in mommy mode right now)
Go ahead with your own life, leave me alone!
I was plastered to my car another time, a few months ago, when "Only the Good Die Young" came on. Billy Joel rocks.
Then I thought of a friend I haven't spoken to in awhile, who also likes Billy Joel. I felt sad.
Sooner or later it comes down to fate.
Love, Maven @ 
2 Comments:
At 12:02 AM,
shy_smiley said…
sooner or later you sleep in your own space
but that never hurt no one
maybe you'll get a call from an old friend
At 10:18 AM,
Anonymous said…
Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of the stranger
But we love to try them on
Well, we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it, why can't someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes
Well, we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it why can't someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil
And he isn't always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You'll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along.
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