Lyrical Year

You've got to change your evil ways... baby
Before I stop loving you.
You've go to change... baby
And every word that I say, it's true.
You've got me running and hiding
All over town.
You've got me sneaking and peeping
And running you down
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change... baby.

When I come home... baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You're hanging ëround... baby
With Jean and Joan and a who knows who
I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around
I'll find somebody, who won't make me feel like a clown
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change

Organ Solo:

(Repeat 2nd verse)

Yeah ... Yeah ... Yeah ...

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night

[1st Chorus]
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby

(Sing lullaby)

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night

[2nd Chorus]
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

(Sing lullaby)

Things fell into place that I went back up to Alaska for the 4th! Maybe the start of a pattern? Anyway, this trip was peppered with airplane rides! Emily picked me up at the airport after my 6 hour flight from Minneapolis and we headed out to her brother's air school to see if he'd give us a ride in one of his planes. A plane ride after my plane ride..yeehaw! Her family and mine were friends when they lived in SD. Her dad got my grandpa into flying and grandpa had a little airplane. I haven't been in a little plane for a looooong time (back in the late 80's I think) so this was a real treat to go up. Here's the group getting the plane ready to fly. Emily's untying it, Artic is looking at the engine and the other guy is trying to get the door open with a hook.

   

But finally we are up in the air over Palmer, AK. One doesn't think of Alaska as being like SD, but as you can see, the farmers were out haying and the landscape is patchwork like here!


 

It was a short ride, but a good one nonetheless. :) That was the big excitement for Friday. We just hung out that night with her kids. It was kinda weird that the temps up there were about the same as down here. It was 70's and up into 80 territory even. Humid, too.

July 4th:
We headed up to Glennallen to see the whole family. We stopped at the Matanuska Glacier rest stop on the way up. Here's a pic of the glacier. On our left the rain clouds were starting to come over the mountains. Emily said it's rare for thunder and lightning storms up there. But here one came.

  

We got up to the homestead. Emily's parents are building a new house. Have two stories finished with plans for two more stories on the back side. We had about 17 people and 4 dogs running around there during the day. One of the dogs got spooked by something and took off running. We had to go after it and eventually found someone who picked it up down the road. As we're down the hill getting the dog, it starts raining and HAILING!! The white dot on the windshield wiper is pea sized hail!
  

Emily's sister made some awesome kabobs and put out a big spread for everyone. Here's a shot of the lake Emily's sister and parent's live on. That's her little boy in the front. He turned 3 a few days after I left.

    

Well, stuffed as we all were from the good food, they decided, Hey - lets take our planes out to the glacier! Everyone but us had flown out to the party. So after supper, there are five airplanes ready to go out and land on the glacier and hang out for a bit! The first plane had a problem so here are the guys looking it over to fix it.



Everyone else was in 2 seater planes, but we had a 185 Cub - the fastest of the group. Randy, Lori, Emily and I gave them a few minutes head start - hehehe. It was awesome to be up there. Five planes just toodling around. We started kidding the other planes that we'd pass them for photo opportunities. Our top speed was 152 mph and the other planes were going about 80 mph! We passed them like they were standing still!

  

We were the only plane that didn't land out there though. The rest landed and had a fun time, but we went sightseeing up to the Tazlina Glacier and the iceberg lakes.

       

Looking down at the icebergs and a pic to show you what 9pm at night looks like in July in Alaska!

  

July 5th:
We dropped Emily's other son off to go to a Cub Scouts camp in Wasilla and on the way back to her house, we went the really, really long way up into the mountains and over Hatcher Pass. First we started on the road that followed the Susitna River. This pullout reminded me of Spearfish Canyon. There was a little cove like place to go into and see the water running fast over the rocks.

   



We went past Independence Mine Historical State Park.



Then we 4 wheel drived/drove up this windy, gravel road into the Hatcher's Pass area. Snow in July!! And I managed to get two pictures that line up great of the long, windy road back down.

   

Here's a working mine up in the mountain. It's hard to see, but the entrance is at the top of the whiter gravel part. Down the hill is their electricity.



And a flower to end our broadcasting day. :) 

I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be the bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be to be your baby-sitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be you mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door

Chorus:
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I'm not the doctor

Verse #2:
I don't want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other half I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be you food or the light from the fridge on your face
At midnight
Hey what are you hungry for?
I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please open the window

Repeat Chorus:

Verse #3:
I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
And its wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me?
What do you thank me for?

Repeat Chorus:

1) I refuse to have a relationship based in text messages. Sure, they're fine in small doses, but I'm not going to have arguments over text message. Man up and talk face to face. This is something I need to work on myself as I'm not all that great on the phone. But texts are way too easy to misunderstand. Emotion and sarcasm don't come out well over text nor do I know what the hell "sigh" or "shrugs" is supposed to be taken.

2) I refuse to be the one who does all the getting together in a relationship. Me driving 5 times to see you and you only coming up here once = not good. If you can buy yourself another coffee pot or pawn guns to pay for things...you can come up and see me, too.

3) I refuse to be lied to. I should have never talked to you after two years ago August. That was the biggest lie EVER. If you're going to go out and get married to someone while still dating me....piss on you. And all the sweet talking you did that I clung onto after all that should have made me shut you down and let you go out of my life. I feel somewhat guilty to myself and bad for you that I stuck with you and thought about you all the time for the next year and a half, but, honestly, finding out you married someone should have been the endall for us.

I don't know what else to say on the matter. I'm going through counseling to learn about myself better - I told you this had some to do with my problems in life - but you can't just be mean to me and expect me not to care and to come back to you time and time again. I should have turned right around and come back home this last time after you told me about the latest cop episode. I thought about it just as you were telling me the whole story, but I wanted to be in your arms more than I wanted to see that obvious red flag! What a dunce I can be! And why the hell didn't you tell me about it earlier!!?!?! Like in April when it happened! Why did you wait to tell me in person, after I had taken days of vacation time and drove 7 hours down to see you?!?! You could have saved me vacation time and a sore butt from driving! And then you have the balls to say that *I'm* playing games!?!?! WTF!

I still hope to see you in the doorway at the cafe or at my house when I get home or to come up behind me sometime in SF, but I know you never will and the urge to see you will diminish to nothing soon. I was at a good point in my life last February before I heard from you again. I was doing things for myself and feeling happy for myself and was pretty healthy, but then I went back with you again and you drained the energy right out of me quickly. 'Course I let you do that to me, so it's just as much my fault as it is yours.

This will be my last message to you. I doubt you'll ever read it, but I had to write it down to get it out of my brain and move on.

-A

I am sooooo sorry that I hurt you. I didn't mean it. It wasn't a plan I had. You are a great and good and kind human and you've given me so many chances, but I don't know what it is with me. I can't fight. I don't know how to fight and still be together. I only know how to get pissed off and leave. I am a big coward. I know I am. It has nothing to do with what you've said you think it is. And as I write all this, I'm not plunking down on the keyboard in anger. I'm crying and sad and not mad at you at all. I'm mad at myself mostly.

I DO NOT think you're a uneducated redneck. Redneck, sure, but you're one of the smartest people I know. You've done great things in your life that I admire you for. You're raising two girls all by yourself and that's tremendous. You do the right thing (most of the time). You've been in the Army and been a cop. You've got guts. You know the Bible forward and backward. All things that I wish I had the guts to do without feeling so out of place and freaked out. What I can't deal with is raised voices and believeing in conspiracies and not being able to tell me anything. It's like trying to pull teeth to get information out of you. Took an hour the other day for you to say that you decided you weren't going to be around on the fourth. When you said "I'm not going to be here that weekend" 1) I wondered if you were going to come up and surprise me, but I knew that wouldn't happen, 2) I wondered if this was one of the all-of-a-sudden decisions like 2 years ago when you were going to go pagan or motorcycle down to TX. Feeling too overwhelmed and just was going to up and leave? That never solves any problems (ha! - that coming from my lips!...read the end for discussion). I feel that you can't trust me with information, and when I do ask more than two questions to get information outta you, I'm considered "nosy". Well, correct me if I'm wrong but I thought a relationship (especially if you're going to be husband and wife) is to tell each other everything that's going on. Not being on a "need to know" basis which is what I felt like I was on. I hardly even understood what you were talking about. Remember you had to explain to me three times about "church shooting"? It took a long time for "hunting class with Morgan" to sink in. And putting out fires with you with you explaining where to put the hose, I got lost many times. All simple words that I should understand, right? I don't know why but for the life of me, it was like you were talking a different language. I did not get the meaning. I couldn't understand what the hell you were talking about. All of that was out of what my brain usually thinks about. I'm sure you know exactly what goes on in a "hunting class". I haven't got a frikkin' clue. You say it like I should know. And I bet if I asked more about it, you'd ramble off a list of things a person would learn in such a class, but my brain wouldn't be ready to comprehend. I'd be lost.

No, I hadn't thought about moving down there. I didn't visualize it. I didn't have the plan in my head. I couldn't get past the thought of what to do with my house. As much as I've talked about moving different places in my life, I've never ventured more than 30 miles. If I can't move all my stuff by myself somewhere, I don't know how it happens. I've tried to make myself very self-suffiecient. If I can't do it by myself, it can wait or I'll eventually ask someone for help. I hate asking for help, but I heard a sermon once that said asking for help doesn't mean that you're weak - that your not strong enough. And you shouldn't feel ashamed asking for help. Everyone can't do everything by themselves. We all need help. I don't like to ask my parent's for help, but I know that they want to help when I'm struggling. I've finally paid them back for helping me buy my house, a house payment when I was unemployed, buying me a car, etc. I don't go to pawn shops. I sell things to mom for collateral. As for having to leave my job here - where I make pretty good money and I'm finally paying off debt!!! - I am deathly scared. I hate looking for a new job. I hate explaining myself over and over. I hate going through interview after interview and getting rejection letters. And going back into stretching a paycheck to make it till the next paycheck makes me queasy. Because even if I moved down there, I'd have to come up with at least $650/month to pay for the house. And who would mow the lawn?

I never asked you to move the divorce through faster. I told you three times when I was down there in March - don't do it because of me, do NOT do it because of me. Do it because of YOU.

As for "the girls and granny were right"... I'm not going to believe that. That's practically calling me names and I never called you a name through all of this. I never called you anything. Sure, I was pissed at the situation or swore at how I felt, but I never called you a name.

You're right, I couldn't come up with anything else that I was mad at you for. A bunch of silence in our last conversation was because I couldn't find anything more to yell and scream about. I am that pathetic and don't have my shit together.

Why is it that the people you push away are the ones you want the most and when you do push them away, you really want the biggest bear hug from them to comfort you. I'm sitting here at the cafe writing this staring at the cafe door. If I could give anything in the world it would be for you be standing right there, come in, sit down next to me so I could feel your heat - that you were near, put an arm around me, get your face near mine and just tell me everything's going to be alright. Shhh at me and run your fingers through my hair. I really really really want that to happen right now, but I know it won't. I've been waiting for that since June two years ago. I know you have things to take care of instead of coming up here. I know that I tend to clear out my schedule for a guy and pine and wish for fairy tales that never come true. Yes, I want things to be more perfect than they are. I want romance and to feel loved and appreciated and to feel like I have a purpose. When those things go away, I feel that love has died, too. And then a kiss on the neck out of the blue just springs me back to life - only go into feeling alone and numb while we sit there in silence playing computer games. I crave attention and need to hear it in many ways many times. I'm so insecure that way.

And when there isn't good communication I get frustrated and can't figure out what to do. Text messages are for little brain wanderings. Basically, I could live without them. Things were better before I started texting. I never have been much of a phone person, but I know that I should much better at it than I am. When I was a kid, I would have to script out what to say to order a pizza. I was that scared. And if the order didn't go like I had written and I got thrown off, I would seize up, not know what to do, stumble through, not be confident, and when I hung up would start kicking myself for not being more prepared or confident. Needless to say, I know this about me and how to change that feeling is to get more experience on the phone. I'd rather get a phone call and discuss things...talk about the day...talk about what's coming up...talk about how we feel and secrets and the future and how it we will make it all happen. If a relationship is going to be text message based, I was getting so crazy staring at my phone all the time during the day. I could have it on vibrate, hold it in my hand and still have to check it every ten minutes as if I wouldn't feel it vibrate if you texted! I was getting used to talking to you every morning and that was great, but then it went away and I got so scared! Yeah, I know it is summer time and you don't have to get up that early so you aren't at the computer where the phone is. And my biggest problem is that when I'm on the phone with you, there is a lot of silence on my part. Ask me a question! Ask what my views are on something! I am sitting there in silence trying to think of something to ask you! And the weird thing is, I'll probably think of something after I get off the phone with you, but by the time we talk again, I'll have forgotten or I'll think it'll sound weird if I try and bring it up...."Uh, remember you said whatever 2 days ago when we talked? well, I wondered..." I don't know how to do that well.

I never knew what my purpose would be down there. I'm proud that I can bake and that was/is my purpose at both of my cafes. When I tell you about a dish that I can make and then all you say is how you would make it better, that hurts. Fine. You can do that better can me. You didn't say it like, "You know, try putting milk in the cake mix instead of water. It makes it more moist." I heard, "I put milk in instead of water..." Well, goody for you. That doesn't make me feel that what I do matters. Makes me feel that anything I would make, you'd turn your nose up at. As insecure as I am, anticipating being hurt...hurts. I didn't want to take the "mother" role because you're the dad and you are the discipliner. That leaves me to try and be the friend or magician or entertainer or something I don't know what else. Leaves me sitting there like a lump not knowing what to do next. Very uncomfortable. I didn't know how to approach the girls. I should have asked you what they knew about me, how you told them about me, what they expected, what you expected, how this dynamic would work. I didn't know how to ask you all that. And from what you told me, you were trying to figure out all these ground rules with them the past few weeks, too.

And I know as I write all this...all this "I know how to fix my problems" and "it would be better if things were said this way.."....I know that I don't follow up on those myself. I don't follow my own advice. I can dish it out but I can't take it. I have been writing this for around 2 hours now. I've cried, I've bawled, I'm exhausted tired from running around here at the cafe today and I still have more to do tonight. I want you to know that I am absolutely sorry I broke up with you and I'm not sure writing this is the best thing to do. Well, writing it is good to do - it gets all this out of my brain and I can sort it out better. If you ever do find this, I'm sorry. I don't blame you for any of this. All I can do is pray to God that you understand. And I'll be doing just that for a long time.

Current Mood: lonely

SK - Been here, done this, got the tshirt. But we have the happier ending. :) LOVE YOU BABY!! Bold print is what I feel


Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you
And suppose I said "I wanna come back home".
And suppose I cried and said "I think I finally learned my lesson"
And I'm tired a-spendin' all my time alone.

If I told you that I realised you're all I ever wanted
And it's killin' me to be so far away.
Would you tell me that you loved me too and would we cry together?
Or would you simply laugh at me and say:

"I told you so, oh I told you so
I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in
I told you so, but you had to go
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever
Would you get down on yours too and take my hand?
Would we get that old time feelin', would we laugh and talk for hours
The way we did when our love first began?

Would you tell me that you'd missed me too and that you'd been so lonely
And you waited for the day that I return.
And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only
Or would you say the tables finally turned?

Would you say:

"I told you so, oh I told you so
I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in
I told you so, but you have to go
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

"Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

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Verse 1:
Tell me to slow down if you think
That the road that I'm ons' goin nowhere
Tell me to slow down if you know
That I'm goin to fast for my own good.
Tell me to slow down
If the way is leadin to a dead end
Tell me to slow down turn around
Let me change the way I'm goin.

Chorus:
Oh, I don't want to let go
Of all the things that I know
Are keepin me away from my life.
Oh, I don't want to slow down.
No, I don't want to look around,
But I can't seem to work it out,
So help me God.

Verse 2:
Tell me to slow down if you see
That I'm runnin to fast in the wrong race.
Tell me to slow down if you think
That I can't keep up with my own pace.
Tell me to slow down cause you know
If there's ever any question
Tell me to slow down, turn around
Let me change my direction.

Chorus:
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Oh, I don't want to let go
Of all the things that I know
Are keepin me away from my life.
Oh, I don't want to slow down.
No, I don't want to look around,
But I can't seem to work it out,
So help me God.

Oh tell me to slow down
Oh tell me to slow down now
Oh tell me to slow down

Chorus:
Oh, I don't want to let go
Of all the things that I know
Are keepin me away from my life.
Oh, I don't want to slow down.
No, I don't want to look around,
But I can't seem to work it out,
Can't work it out.
Oh, I don't want to slow down.
No, I don't want to look around,
But I can't seem to work it out,
So help me God.

Tell me to slow down.
Tell me to slow down.
Tell me to slow down.

My life has led me down the road that’s so uncertain
And now I am left alone and I am broken,
Tryin’ to find my way, tryin’ to find the faith that’s gone

This time, I know that you are holding all the answers
I’m tired of losing hope and taking chances,
On roads that never seem,
To be the ones that bring me home

Give me a revelation,
Show me what to do
Cause I’ve been tryin’ to find my way,
I haven’t got a clue
Tell me should I stay here,
Or do I need to move
Give me a revelation
I’ve got nothing without You
I’ve got nothing without You

My life has led me down this path that’s ever winding
Through every twist and turn I’m always finding,
That I am lost again (I am lost again)
Tell me when this road will ever end
Give me a revelation,
Show me what to do
Cause I’ve been tryin’ to find my way,
I haven’t got a clue
Tell me should I stay here,
Or do I need to move
Give me a revelation
I’ve got nothing without You
I’ve got nothing without

I don’t know where I can turn
Tell me when will I learn
Won’t You show me where I need to go
Oh oh
Let me follow Your lead,
I know that it’s the only way that I can get back home

Give me a revelation,
Show me what to do
Cause I’ve been trying to find my way,
I haven’t got a clue
Tell me should I stay here,
Or do I need to move
Give me a revelation
I’ve got nothing without You
I’ve got nothing without You

Oh, give me a revelation

I’ve got nothing without You
I’ve got nothing without You

SK - Besides "Austin", this is the song I hear when we're together. I miss you. See you in a month or so. Love you! :)



I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While youre far away dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Dont want to close my eyes
I dont want to fall asleep
Cause Id miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
Id still miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing

Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And Im wondering what youre dreaming
Wondering if its me youre seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God were together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever
Forever and ever

Dont want to close my eyes
I dont want to fall asleep
Cause Id miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
Id still miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing

I dont want to miss one smile
I dont want to miss one kiss
I just want to be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just want to hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time

Dont want to close my eyes
I dont want to fall asleep
Cause Id miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
Id still miss you baby
And I dont want to miss a thing

Dont want to close my eyes
I dont want to fall asleep
I dont want to miss a thing

He promised her a new and better life, out in Arizona
Underneath the blue never ending sky, swore that he was gonna
Get things in order, he'd send for her
When he left her behind, it never crossed her mind

There is no Arizona
No Painted Desert, no Sedona
If there was a Grand Canyon
She could fill it up with the lies he's told her
But they don't exist, those dreams he sold her
She'll wake up and find
There is no Arizona

She got a postcard with no return address, postmarked Tombstone
It said "I don't know where I'm goin' next but when I do
I'll let you know"
May, June, July, she wonders why
She's still waiting, she'll keep waiting 'cause

There is no Arizona
No Painted Desert, no Sedona
If there was a Grand Canyon
She could fill it up with the lies he's told her
But they don't exist, those dreams he sold her
She'll wake up and find
There is no Arizona

Each day the sun sets into the west
Her heart sinks lower in her chest and
Friends keep asking when she's going
Finally she tells them don't you know

There is no Arizona
No Painted Desert, no Sedona
If there was a Grand Canyon
She could fill it up with the lies he's told her
But they don't exist, those dreams he sold her
She'll wake up and find
There is no Arizona

He promised her a new and better life, out in Arizona

That I would be good even if I did nothing
That I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
That I would be good if I got and stayed sick
That I would be good even if I gained ten pounds

That I would be fine even even if I went bankrupt
That I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth
That I would be great if I was no longer queen
That I would be grand if I was not all knowing

That I would be loved even when I numb myself
That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed
That I would be loved even when I was fuming
That I would be good even if I was clingy

That I would be good even if I lost sanity
That I would be good
Whether with or without you

i'm not a perfect person. there are many things i wish i didnt do
but i continue learning. i never meant to do those things to you.
and so i have to say before i go, that i just want you to know

i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you

i'm sorry that i hurt, its something i must live with everyday
and all the pain i put you through, i wish that i could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears, thats why i need you to hear

i'm not a perfect person, i never meant to do those things to you
and so i have to say before i go that i just want you to know

i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you
i've found a reason to show a side of me you didnt know
a reason for all that i do, and the reason is you

So hot outside all I can wear is these cut off overalls
And sandals on my feet
Well I emptied my pockets for bus ticket
Just so I could sit there in a broken seat

I got the place I should go
I got no worries ya know
Second or seventh street
It doesnt't matter to me

Chorus:
'Cause you're mine it's all I need to know
The sun shines everywhere we go
So right 'cause I got you to hold every night
Ya I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one

Well I pulled back down to my upstreat apartment
Ya, it never works in that old place
27 I thought I'd be
Farther long then just this rented space

I got the papers to read
I got no cable TV, no
I got no places to be
I got no people to meet

'Cause you're mine it's all I need to know
The sun shines everywhere we go
So right 'cause I got you to hold every night
Ya I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one

I'm on a roll when I'm with you
Don't stop me now
I just can't lose

'Cause you're mine it's all I need to know
The sun shines everywhere we go
So right 'cause I got you to hold every night
Ya I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one

Ya I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one

Tell me what I have to do tonight
'Cause I'd do anything to make it right
Let's be us again

I'm sorry for the way I lost my head
I don't know why I said the things I said
Let's be us again

Here I stand
With everything to lose
And all I know is I don't want to ever see the end
Baby please, I'm reaching out for you
Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in
Let's be us again

Oh us again

Look at me, I'm way past pride
Isn't there some way that we can try
To be us again
Even if it takes a while
I'll wait right here until I see that smile
That says we're us again

Here I stand
With everything to lose
And all I know is I don't want to ever see the end
Baby please, I'm reaching out for you
Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in
Let's be us

Baby baby what would I do
I can't imagine life without you

Here I stand
With everything to lose
And all I know is I don't want to ever see the end
Baby please, I'm reaching out for you
Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in

Oh, here I am
I'm reaching out for you
So won't you open up your heart and let me come back in
Let's be us again

Oh let's be us again

Day four:

The second tour I went on took us out to Glendalough first. Another monestary/round tower to visit.

This lake was in the wedding scene in the movie Braveheart. When the production company came to Ireland to make Braveheart, members of the Irish Army were given holiday to be extras in the movie. The lower ranking soldiers were the Irish and Scottish armies and the upper soliders were the British army. Our tour guide told us that what with drinking until 3:30am and having to be at work at 5am to shoot the movie, the extras were drunk and ready to fight. Thing is, they weren’t choreographed. They ACTUALLY fought each other. I don’t remember how many broken bones and chipped bones the extras got. And if you watch closely in the movie, you’ll see a bunch of jeans and sunglasses. The extras weren’t used to wearing kilts, so they wore jeans underneath to keep warm.

Here’s a cathedral with no roof. Those are tombstones laying on the floor and on the walls of the cathedral. I’m guessing it was a thatched or wooden roof that’s disappeared throughout the years.

   

Next stop was Wicklow Gap. Not many pictures because it was REALLY WINDY AND COLD out there. Almost like that –23 day we had only add 40 mph wind. Okay, I might be exaggerating, but it was too cold to stand around.

The next stop on the tour was Kilkenny. We had a few hours to walk around town. They really like color in Ireland. In Dublin, all the doors are brightly painted. I suppose to be easier to tell directions to someone, “My house is the purple door on Beresford Place.” You’d be able to find that pretty easy, wouldn’t ya?

I found an outdoors shopping mall. Most things were closed because I was in Kilkenny on a Sunday, but some places in this mall were open. There’s a Penney’s (I assume of  the J.C. kind) in the lower level.

There were little side alleys to get to the next street over. I could easily see Jack the Ripper or someone running away from the cops ducking into these alleys and disappearing. But the Sanitary Authority could nab you for that.