Fly Away
All my bags are [almost] packed
I'm ready [almost] to go
I'm thinking about
mopping the floor
I hate to leave it looking like it does
But the day is coming, Saturday - ish
To be unkind
I have no wish
So please be kind to those who need it most.
So kiss me [no tongues]
and smile for me [yeah, cuz that's a realistic request]
please don't say you'll wait for me
I gotta get that gas while it's still cheap
Ain't leaving on a jet plane
I can't say how long a drive I'll take
Oh, babe, I hate to go.
posted by The Warbler | 9/05/2006 10:31:00 PM
2 Comments:
Remember
"...You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.
What looks like you will die but what's really you will still live. Life is changed, not taken away. Isn't that different from those who die without ever becoming butterflies...?"
Hi Paula, Back in the not so good old days of the middle 60's whenever a ship left Norfolk Va for an extended cruise of up to a year or more, one of the songs the Navy band used to play a the ship left the dock was that one!! You can't begin to know how much I despise that song. It represented to me, what was going to be a long, lonely, and miserable seperation from the people I loved the most in this world. To this day, if it comes on the radio, I instantly hit a different station button. But your slight adjustment of the words made it all seem funny for the first time. See Ya!
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