Dear Hurricane:

Ninety miles outside Chicago,
can't stop driving, I don't know why.
So many questions, I need an answer.
Two years later you're still on my mind

Whatever happened to Amelia Erhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain,
someday we'll know why the sky is blue.
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you.

Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I'm driving past the place that I met you
for the ninety-seventh time tonight.

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain,
someday we'll know why the sky is blue.
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you.

Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah.
One day I'll go dancing on the moon.
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you.

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow,
I watched the stars crash in the sea.
If I could ask God just one question...
why aren't you here with me tonight?

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain,
someday we'll know why the sky is blue.
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you.

Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah,
someday I'll go dancing on the moon.
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you.


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Summer days are gone too soon,
you shoot the moon and miss completely.
And now you're left to face the gloom
of an empty room that once smelled sweetly.

Of all the flowers you plucked, if only
you knew the reason
why you had to each be lonely--
was it just the season?

Now the fall is here again,
you can't begin to give in,
it's all over.
And when the snows come rolling through,
you're rolling too,
with some new lover.

Will you think of times you told me
that you knew the reason
why we had to each be lonely--
it was just the season.

Will you think of times you told me
that you knew the reason
why we had to each be lonely--
it was just the season.



lyric courtesy The New Radicals; Norah Jones. Itunes shuffle seems to have developed the ability to rip down the curtains and strip the whitewash and slip through heart walls. Awesome. And SB, please don't take this too literally and get mad. I know, for instance, (or assume, anyway) that you are not rolling with some new lover.



In other news:

-interview went well I think, and I should hear back within a week or so. Fingers crossed. I asked Dale of the super-effective prayers to pray.

-tea with Sara was rather nice.

-Sara's mom gave me a sweet gray fleece pullover that fits pretty darn perfectly. (Good thing I have space for more jacket/sweatshirt/sweater-type things.)

-Eva gave me a bag of old jewelry to give to my mom (to take apart and use to make new jewelry), from which I was able to extract this super awesome necklace--it's a long black cord with a silver charm on the end that's shaped like leaves, and it's a bell. YES.