Thursday, June 25, 2009

Every once in awhile I get a song stuck in my head..... usually one that is poetic even without the music....



Boulder to Birmingham

I don't want to hear a love song
I got on this airplane just to fly
And I know there's life below
But all that it can show me
Is the prairie and the sky
And I don't want to hear a sad story
Full of heartbreak and desire
The last time I felt like this
It was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire
And I stood on the mountain in the night and
I watched it burn
I watched it burn,
I watched it burn.
I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life in his saving grace.
I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
If I thought I could see,
I could see your face.
Well you really got me this time
And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive.
I have come to listen for the sound
Of the trucks as they move down
Out on ninety five
And pretend that it's the ocean coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean
Baby do you know what I mean
I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life in his saving grace.
I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
If I thought I could see, I could see your face.

3 comments:

afeatheradrift said...

awww, Jim that souunds so sad. Hope it's not reflective of your mood. You're one of my favorite giggle people. Ya always make me laugh.

Randal Graves said...

I don't want to hear a love song
I got on this airplane just to fly


The Anti-Mark Sanford!

okjimm said...

Sherry...naw, I'm fine, thanks. It was a song Emmy Lou wrote about the death of her former lover, Gram Parsons. It's just a beautiful song.

Gees, Randal, the guy was in love!!! or lust.

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