Lyrics Post: “Let Her Cry”

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

Democracy, Low and Slow

Duties as assigned. Santa Clara County Registrar of Voters (ROV). Volunteering to get the vote in. The last mile. Election Night. 100 vote centers, 100 cars inbound with sealed ballot bags.

People meander in and out of the ROV building, dropping off ballots. Cars slowly creep through the parking lots. There’s a nice breeze.

I hang back, watching it all come together. More mulling about; sun sinking lower.

And when things get going here?

I’m a Floater. Story of my life. Like a rover in the secondary of a football defense. Ready to help keep things together, and help bring it all on, safe and secure.

Here’s how change happens; get involved a little; give your time; lend a hand. That’s how change happens.

Sounds like I’ll be wrangling some. Maybe end up on the road as a last minute courier.

As long as I’m home by Midnight, I’m good.

We’ll see how it goes.

If the work’s on-site, it might go like this:

Monitor the high schoolers collecting the binders and bags, keep the binders organized, maybe. Did we get Number 23 yet?

What are we getting?

*Sealed blue ballot bags

*Vote Center Binders

*The Key(s) In The Pouch In The Binder.

What does it all equal? Low and slow, that’s how it goes. Democracy.

Tick Through

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.

Abbreviated: I Believe In Relationship

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.

Living With The Crazies

My crew, living with the crazies. 10, 8, 7. At times I get their names mixed up during the hustle and bustle of day to day.

They drive me a little koo-koo sometimes, but I know I do the same to them. That’s living together; that’s family.

They sing and dance and laugh and tell their tales, whole fantasy worlds, realities, all their own.

Living with the crazies. Learning lessons. Loving together. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lyrics Post: “I Love Rock ‘N’ Roll”(originally by Arrows), Joan Jett

All those years ago until now this song still rocks, this gal Joan Jett still rips it~

Was reminded of this recently when I heard my younger daughter singing this song. There’s renewed hope for humanity. : – )

“I saw him dancing there by the record machine
I knew he must have been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my favorite song
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till he was with me, yeah me
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till he was with me, yeah me

Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow!

He smiled, so I got up and asked for his name
But that don’t matter, he said, ’cause it’s all the same
He said, “Can I take you home
Where we can be alone?”
And next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me
Next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me

Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow!

He said, “Can I take you home
Where we can be alone?”
Next we’re moving on, he was with me, yeah me
And we’ll be moving on and singing that same old song, yeah with me

Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me”

Writer(s): Richards Jake Hooker, Sachs Allan Preston

Random GOOD

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.