the way we are tied in
<<November 27, 2004 - 5:42 pm>>

for my grandmother. i can't pretend to know her pain.
and for me. because i have mine, too.

It was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
Nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Is just the way that you were tied in
Now there's no one home

I grieve... for you
And you leave... me

It's so hard to move on
Still loving what's gone
Still life carries on
Carries on and on, and on, and on

The news that truly shocks
Is the empty, empty page
While the final rattle rocks
Its empty, empty cage
And I can't handle this

I grieve... for you
You leave... me

Let it out and move on
Missing what's gone
They say life carries on
They say life carries on, and on, and on

Life carries on in the people I meet
In everyone that's out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rot and the rust
In the ashes and the dust
Life carries on and on, and on, and on
Life carries on and on, and on

It's just the car that we ride in
A home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in
And life carries on and on, and on, and on
Life carries on and on and on

Did I dream this belief..?
Or did I believe this dream..?
Now I can find relief

I grieve...

and everytime peter gabriel sang "i grieve", i felt him pull the pain tied deep below, as if with a string or hook because it was lodged in there, up to the surface. my face crumpled. my shoulders heaved. and i sobbed.

LJ

step back - push forward

dearcynthia}}




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