Lyrics Post: “Bubble Toes”

One of my favorite, early Jack Johnson songs. A particular affection well-stated; a catchy tune, imaginative description, inspired vision: “Bubble Toes.” GOOD.

“Bubble Toes”

It’s as simple as something that nobody knows that her eyes are as big

As her bubbly toes

On the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards and her feet are all

Covered with tar balls and scars

It’s as common as something that nobody knows that her beauty will

Follow wherever she goes

Up the hill in the back of her house in the wood she love me forever,

I know she could

I remember when you and me mmm how we used to be just good friends

Wouldn’t give me none

But all I wanted was some

She’s got a whole lot of reasons

She cant think of a single one

That can justify leaving

And he got none but he thinks he got so many problems

Man he got, too much time to waste

His dreams are like commercials

But her dreams are picture perfect and

Our dreams are so related though they’re often underestimated

It’s as simple as something that nobody knows that

Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes

On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards

And her feet are infested with tar balls and

Well I was eating lunch at the D. L. G.

When this little girl came and she sat next to me

I never seen nobody move the way she did

Well she did and she does and she’ll do it again

When you move like a jellyfish

Rhythm don’t mean nothing

You go with the flow

You don’t stop

Move like a jellyfish

Rhythm is nothing

You go with the flow

You don’t stop

It’s as common as something that nobody knows it

Her beauty will follow wherever she goes

Up the hill in the back of her house in the wood

She’ll love me forever, I know she

If you would only listen

You might just realize what you’re missing

You’re missing me

If you would only listen

You might just realize what you’re missing

You’re missing me

It’s as simple as something that nobody knows that

Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes

On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards

And her feet are infested with tar balls…

Writer(s): Jack Johnson

One Foot In…

You might think this is a blog post around not being committed, “…one foot in, one foot out…”

But rather, it’s a quick nod to those who can successfully operate in multiple mindsets congruently. This particular skill set is valuable; this particular capability should be cultivated, nurtured, respected.

I’ve often thought and believed in the power of compartmentalizations. Of late I have a new appreciation for the mentality and related skills of multi-tasking.

“…one foot in both worlds…”,

GOOD.

Transition

We go through them all the time, transitions.

Examples?

Lots of them: waking up, going from home to work or school, talking to family, to different family members, co-workers, strangers, coming home from work, making a meal, cleaning up after that meal…you get the idea. Transition.

Some people are good at them. Fluidly, flawlessly, they seems to move from this to that, smooth as silk.

Real talk, we never really know, because it’s in the head, it’s emotional, the easy or not so easy transition from this to that. Transition.

Being intentional and thoughtful and realistic can help. Being so can help smooth the bumpiness in your mind, smooth you through the transition.

Don’t over think it, but recognize the instance, the difference, the reality of what is, transition.

You might even start to enjoy it. You might even start to get good at it.

Transition.

Love Portal: DIA

Flew into DIA, a few days on the ground, plenty to say,

So much love right from the start, don’t skip a beat with these peeps,

Easy convo, quick catch-ups, getting initially current, sure it’s been a while, sure of one thing again, immediate, my people, good people,

So thankful for the time, space to be in this place with them, resets, good all around, love all around,

Portal, Love, DIA.

Stretch

One of the truest, positive effects my friends have on me? They inspire me to stretch. Not all have this effect, but in a few cases, they certainly do.

When I mean stretch, in this case, it’s stretching beyond who I am most of the time; stretching my perspective, my belief.

It feels very empowering.

I’m not sure exactly why it happens. At least on the face of it I’m not sure. I’ll ponder a bit and see what other insights I can share.

Regardless of the why, one thing for sure I know, stretching feels good.

Lyrics Post: “Glycerine” By BUSH

I came across Bush like lots of folks in the ’90s; they were a hot band at the time, lots of air time,
rocking riffs, sweet UK band that was a nice counter-balance (I’d say) to the Grunge sound around that time —
a sound I also liked quite a bit —

Something happened recently that had them come to mind again…and I pulled out their first album “Sixteen Stone”…

and well, I was reminded how good their sound was…is. Lots of good tunes on this album. Here’s one of them,
particularly gripping, in my estimation…grabbed me back then, still does, soaks in if I let it

…dig it.

“It must be your skin I’m sinking in
It must be for real ’cause now I can feel
And I didn’t mind
It’s not my kind
It’s not my time to wonder why

Everything’s gone white
Everything’s gray
Now you’re here now you’re away
I don’t want this
Remember that
I’ll never forget where you’re at

Don’t let the days go by

Glycerine
Glycerine

I’m never alone
I’m alone all the time
Are you at one or do you lie?
We live in a wheel
Where everyone steals
But when we rise it’s like strawberry fields

I treated you bad
You bruise my face
Couldn’t love you more
You got a beautiful taste

Don’t let the days go by

Could have been easier on you
I couldn’t change though I wanted to
Should have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me

Glycerine
Glycerine

Don’t let the days go by

Glycerine

Don’t let the days go by

Glycerine
Glycerine

Glycerine
Glycerine

Bad moon white again
Bad moon white again
And she falls around me

I needed you more
You wanted us less
Could not kiss just regress
It might just be
Clear and simple and plain
Well, that’s just fine
That’s just one of my names

Don’t let the days go by
Could’ve been easier on you, you, you

Glycerine
Glycerine

Glycerine
Glycerine”

Writer(s): Gavin Rossdale