The words don’t all match, but the sentiment does. It’s happened twice for real, a couple practice besides. It sucks. But it’s part of life too.

Let her cry.

“Let Her Cry”

She sits alone
By a lamp post
Trying to find a thought that’s escaped her mind
She says Dar’s the one
I love the most
But Stipe’s not far behind

She never lets me in
Only tell me where’s she’s been
When she’s had too much to drink
I say that I don’t care
I just run my hands through her dark hair
Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away and just…

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be.

This morning I woke up alone
Found a note standin’ by the phone
Saying maybe, maybe I’ll be back some day
I wanted to look for you
You walked in
I didn’t know just what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself saying…

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be.

[Solo]

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, oh, oh.

Last night I tried to leave
Cried so much I could not believe
She was the same girl I fell in love with long ago

She went in the back to get high
I sat down on my couch and cried
Yelling oh mama please help me
Won’t you hold my hand and…

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, oh, oh.

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, oh, let her be.”

Writers: Bryan Mark William, Felber Everett Dean, Rucker Darius C, Sonefeld James George

Tick tock, click goes the clock,

Easy day underway, no alarm, awaken as you may,

Wide open on all sides, step by step, so much to do, can do, should do, tick through, tick through.

Did, come what may, lots did, lots to say,

About so many things, points, ideas, dreams,

And struggle and pain and angst and uncertainty too,

Somehow easier on the particular day, even though all stacked, stacked upon, this and that, see it too,

What a day, now look back, see see, tick through, tick through.

When it bumps along, things unsettled, uncertain, I imagine it good.

Pain and suffering, frustration and failure? I try and I try and I try until I do, until I imagine it good.

Being with others helps. Experiencing love in a little, unexpected way, it help.

Deep breaths help.

And then eventually, I reset.

I imagine it good.

Relationship is fundamental for me.

If I’m not connected to the people and things around me I don’t feel settled;

If I’m in relationship, I feel at ease, grounded.

It’s been that way on the playground, the schoolyard, the classrooms, the teams, and the companies I’ve been a part of. Pretty well the whole of my life, my fundamental truth.

When I’m connected I’m at ease. When I’m in relationship I feel more complete. It’s part of my DNA, I think, interwoven.

And yet, the intimate, romantic relationship, it’s one I still puzzle on. How to make that work long-term, a lifetime?

I’m not sure. But I believe all the same.

Gonna start again,

Already did,

Time and time again,

New beginnings.

Get random good, got random good, take it when you get it, random good.

Insight from the unexpected side, unsure why, void of any pride,

Urning, churning through the day-to-day,

Then pause for a little random good, if it finds you, don’t pass it by,

Don’t look for it, just be open to it, it’ll come along,

Random GOOD.