Significant Song
Today's song holds more meaning to me than most...the night after Clark and I broke up last Memorial weekend (a year ago...not a month ago) I was attempting to drown my sorrow and confusion with more Malibu than I should have in my possession...and this song lodged itself in my brain. This wouldn't be odd (since I frequently cope through music) except that I can't recall having ever really listened to the words of it. Yes I had "heard" it a few assorted times...but never really listened and yet the words echoed so clearly in my thoughts...especially the part about "things you said that day, up on the 101...I could not erase it" ...Clark and I made that drive on the 101 up the coast of the entire bay... It was a beautiful day...we hiked up into the hills and so much of that song tells our story...the words resonate in my waking and frequently my sleeping thoughts as well...so here it is:
A Sorta Fairytale ~ Tori Amos
On my way up north
Up on the ventura
I pulled back the hood
and I was talking to you
and I knew then it would be
a life long thing
but I didn't know that we
we could break a silver lining
and I'm so sad
like a good book
Ican't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
(a sorta fairytale with you)
a sorta fairytale
with you
(aoh aoh)
Things you said that day
Up on the 101
'Bout a girl who'd come undone
I tried to downplay it
with a bet about us
you said that-
you could take it
as long as I could
I could not erase it
and I'm so sad
like a good book
I can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you
and I ride along side
and I rode along side
you then
and I rode along side
till you lost me there
in the open road
and I rode along side
till the honey spread
itself so thin
for me to break your bread
for me to take your word
I had to steal it
and I'm so sad
like a good book
I can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you
I could pick back up
whenever I feel
Down new mexico way
something about
the open road
I knew that he was
looking for some indian blood and
find a little in you find a little
in me. we may be
on this road but
We're just
impostors
in this country you know
So we go along and we said
we'd fake it
Feel better with
Oliver Stone
till I almost smacked him -
seemed right that night and
I don't know what
takes hold
out there in the
desert cold
these guys think they must
try and just get over on us
and I'm so sad
like a good book
I can't put this
day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you
And I was ridin' by
ridin' along side
for a while till you lost me
and I was ridin' by
ridin' along till you lost me
till you lost me in
the rear view
you lost me I said
Way up north I took my babe
all in all was a pretty nice day
and I put the hood
right back where
you could taste heaven perfectly
feel out the summer breeze
didn't know when we'd be back
and I, I don't
didn't think we'd end up like...
like this
posted by Audrey @ 4:15 PM
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