Intersections

Sometimes a song is just that, a song. Other times it is more then that. It is an expression, a guide or words to live by. I suppose it all depends where you are in your life how a song translates to you. At one point, a song can be like a gentle rub on your shoulders, you enjoy it but it could be harder, deeper. Then at another point, that same song can be like a stiff smack up against the back of your head, sort of like being blindsided by reality.

That very thing happened to me just the other day. I was hiding from my children in the basement. They were upstairs CLEANING of all things and there was no way I was going to disturb that totally unnatural phenomenon! My son had his computer randomly playing songs he has downloaded (legally of course!) and A Second Out (by Roger Daltrey) came across the speakers. Like I said I was in the basement and they were one floor above me but I could hear it loud and clear. My son's speakers only have two settings loud and LOUDER! I started to listen and BAM! I got a swift one upside the back of my head. I intersected with this song. He sings very passionately about an intersection in his own life and it just so happens that is where I am in my life now and in some ways it is a great comfort and in other ways it hurts as much being smacked upside the head! What I realized is time is the key and we have to let her take her course. Stop wishing she would pass faster, like when we are sitting in the dentist chair or wishing her to come to a halt, I can't even begin to list the reasons why I wish time could stand still! Such simple yet profound words from a man who is usually under estimated or routinely criticized for his contributions, makes me really glad I always go with the underdog! Thank you Mr. Daltrey!

A Second Out

All I needed was a little grace* to
Take a Second Out
Just some time to recuperate and
Take a Second Out

Overloaded it was hard to find me
I had to let it out
Rested up, I left it all behind me was
Just a Second Out

Well time is the healer
Don't let it pass you by
Well time is the healer
but oh how it flies

Take a Second Out
Take a Second Out

I never noticed how things had changed
I was missing out
Everything had been rearranged
I never listened out
Out of touch with everyone around me
They were movin' out
I'd given much and yet
I'd found me to be losin' out

Well time is the healer
Don't let it pass you by
Well time is the healer
but oh how it flies

Take a Second Out
Take a Second Out

Well time is the healer
Don't let it pass you by
Well time is the healer
but oh how it flies

Take a Second Out
Take a Second Out

Take a Second Out

*I take great pleasure that he uses the word grace here, my middle name is Grace and I believe that it is as important to have grace as it is to have compassion. I try to live with grace and dignity, I know, I know I can be quite provocative at times and I say what is in my head most of the time but I know when it is inappropriate and grace helps me keep it to myself. I am named for both my Grandmothers; Margaret, who died just prior to my birth and Grace who was the only Grandparent I knew. She was a staunch Catholic, a strong mother with a wicked sense of humor and the devil in her eyes. She raised 9 of the craziest people I have ever had the pleasure to know, my father and aunts and uncles all had/have a very dry yet extremely witty sense of humor and I am better for having all of them in my life. Now wasn't that graceful!?!?