Going to the Indigo Girls tonight is stirring up some shit for me. I am hoping that tonight goes better then the last time I saw them in Madison! In that vein I have posted Peace Tonight with the high hopes that there will be some peace tonight!!!

Honey pick the red corner shoes

The ones that hardly ever get used

I knelt in front of my whole collection

I'm picking you a special selection

On a no news is good news middle of mid-year day

I feel no ill with time to kill I wanna play

Let's make peace tonight

The moon is bare and shining bright

Let's make peace tonight in a good time

Callin' on my good friends today

You know the drive's about an hour away

We'll be pitching up a tent by the trees

We'll be wading in the river to our knees

Oh now love's been planted & we're checking out the yield

Two black dogs and a white one running in the field

Let's make peace tonight

The moon is bare and shining bright

Let's make peace tonight in a good time

We used to have some money but we spent it

So when we want to have it then we rent it

But we're cuttin' up the rug and I know you love me love me

And the best of everything here is free

Oh when things get messy then we tidy up the room

We'll be no stranger to the dustpan and the broom

Let's make peace tonight

The moon is bare & shining bright

Let's make peace tonight

The moon is bare & shining bright

Let's make peace tonight in a good time

here is a great vid of the song from the Rosie O'Donnell show:

Ellis, Coffee song

This goes out to all of my lovely writing center folks:

Ellis, Coffee Song/Coffee Time

I spend all my money
I dress you up for fun
I’m not too proud to say
I’ll go that extra mile
I cool you down when it’s hot
I heat you up when it’s not
I treat you right- oh you know you’re the one

CH. I’ve tried all kinds of teas
I’ve tried the yerba matte
It’s not the same even
If it looks like a latte
We’ve had some time apart
And I was less shaky
But I feel more alive
When I’ve had my cup of coffee

V2. You fit my every mood
With an uplifting feeling
It’s like a superhero
comes in every cup
And when I start to fade
You’re there to save the day
You make me feel like I am stronger than I was

CH. I’ve tried all kinds of teas
I’ve tried the yerba matte
It’s not the same even
If it looks like a latte
We’ve had some time apart
And I was less shaky
But I feel more alive
when I’ve had two cups of coffee

BR. It’s not always bliss
I can have too much of you
I take time away and for a while
Decaf will have to do

V3. You are a politician
On a people- pleasing mission
So many faces to the simple bean you are
You are a caramel hi-rise
Or a simple latte small size
Or a cappuccino dry - Or coffee at the bar


CH:
I’ve tried the turtle mocha
I’ve tried the mint extreme
I’ve had the macchiato
I’ve had extra whip cream
I’m not ashamed to say it
I want you every day
Even at the gas station I’ll go out of my way

I’ve tried all kinds of teas
I’ve tried the yerba matte
It’s not the same even
If it looks like a latte
We’ve had some time apart
And I was less shaky
But I feel more alive
when I’ve had three cups of coffee

So many kinds of coffee

To whom it may concern,

I will say the definite challenge is feeling as though I may have done something wrong. That I have been unfaithful. When what I care about most is not hurting, anyone else and also myself. I am sick of hurting other people because in the end I am the one who ends up the most hurt. And so I try to reconcile how I might be hurting you, when I actually do not even know you. And more importantly you do not know me.

And I need you to understand that I am trying to get over this to find some sort of reclamation of this us-ness, that does not include you. Some place that I can find both ease and discomfort and a space between that feels right, although I do not know exactly how to get there. Only that it cannot be worse than it was before-nothing can be worse than the burden of bearing someone else's pain, someone's pain who you have no investment in hauling around. Yet it is there, nagging. and maybe there is something to this that is important. Everything has meaning.

And it pains me that you do not want to be included. I cannot say why, except that it feels like some sort of judgment towards me. And again you do not know me. You do not know what I value, and whom I hold most dear. Preciousness, my dear, preciousness. Maybe I want you to see me for the monster I am not. I want to know you because sometimes I think we are so alike you and I. And maybe that's why we would never get along, we are actually too similar. Funny to hear that. You can never be too different or too similar. Have to fit just exactly in the middle.

Maybe I want to know you so that I stop disliking you. Because what I know of you, I am not too fond of, although, I think for the most part I do a good job keeping that to myself. And maybe when I see you, I see a little bit of myself. And I think maybe we could know that about each other and it would all be o.k. Because actually I hold you in a very high regard. I was willing to give it all up for you-to make sure you wouldn't lose what you hold most dear. Preciousness, my dear, preciousness.

So to whom it may concern. Please do not judge what you do not know. Please do not judge me. This has never been my burden to bear, but I do it because I have to think it is worth it somehow. I know I won't actually have the chance to ease your mind, to come clean about my part in all of this. But that is just it. I am clean. Not always, not even usually. But this time I am clean.

I am hoping maybe somehow you could actually take this into consideration as you paint this really ugly portrait of me.

Sincerely yours,

me

Sex and the City I Want Love

One of my favorite Carrie Bradshaw scenes and my favorite CB dress of all time:

Sweet Gypsy

Beautiful song...did they write this one or is it a cover?

Sweet Gypsy, Indigo Girls

Sweet gypsy blowing through my mind
And through my heart so full and empty
Well these days seem strange somehow
A billion years isn't what it appears to be

Now you tell me that you're losing hold of time
You can't seem to find your peace of mind
Well Im so far away and Im trying to see you through
I can't help but feel I may be losing you

Should I let you go
For your own sake
Should I hold you close
For mine

Anyway I love you and I couldnt be more sure
These tears cry out please don't let go
Oh but their words
They keep haunting me

You can't build your life around a dream
Well it's too late
Now my world is you
There's nothing they could say or do

Well I remember the first time that I fell
I swear I never thought I'd make it up again
Ive been flying on the wings of your love
And Im not getting down just to fall again

Don't it seem like the road is oh so long
Well everybodys moving out
And were staying on
In this absurdity

Now you don't let go of me
Im begging you
Now you don't let go of me

Anyway I love you

2 great Indigo Girls Songs

This is an amazing song and can be found at the end of Faye Tucker on "Come on Now Social."

I highly recommend it.

Philosophy of Loss, Indigo Girls

Welcome to why the church has died
In the heart of the exiled in the kingdom of hate
Who owns the land & keeps the commands
And marries itself to the state
Modern scribes write in Jesus Christ

Everyone is free

And the doors open wide to all straight men & women
But they are not open to me
And who is teaching kids to be soldiers
To be marked by a plain white cross
And we kill just a little to save a lot more

The philosophy of loss
There are a few who would be true out of love
And love is hard

And don't think that our hands haven't shoveled the dirt
Over their central American graveyards
Doctors & witch hunters stripped you bare
Left you nothing for your earthly sins
Yeah but who made this noise just a bunch of boys
And the one with the most toys wins
Who is teaching kids to be gamblers
Life is a coin toss
And of course what you give up is what you gain

The philosophy of loss

Whatever has happened to anyone else
Could happen to you & to me
And the end of my youth was the possible truth
That it all happens randomly
Who is teaching kids to be leaders
and the way that it is meant to be
the philosophy of loss

Second is a song that I came by through a friend in my undergrad and grad program. It's called Life's So Strange and is another very interesting song that I think was on a cd burned from Kazzaa(sp?) or Napster. Oh remember those lovely days. I do...

Cold black coffee, incessant stream of cars

Cigarette ash lies sprinkled like a fistful of grey stars

Yesterday it rained silver rainbows on the ground
Today the rain's just water - it won't stop from falling down.
I get weary waiting for my muse
But in between the times she comes
I still have to tie my shoes
And get on with my day
There are mornings when I'm with (?)
And there are days I have to take the bus.
Life's so rich...
Life's so empty...
Secret rendezvous, long distance from a phone booth
Like two players in a mystery straight out of our youth
Well I'm finding that dramatics have lost their old appeal
I play the part of stoic lover, but I'm not sure how I feel
I get discouraged waiting for the world
To understand this love affair
To understand the girl
There are mornings when Amelia's right beside me
The next thing I know, I taste the salt of the sea.
Life's so rich...
Life's so empty...
Cold black coffee, incessant stream of cars
Cigarette ash lies sprinkled like a fistful of grey stars
Yesterday it rained silver rainbows on the ground
Today the rain's just water - it won't stop from falling down.
As I grow weary, I'm waiting for the world
To understand this love affair
To understand the girl
There are mornings when Amelia's right beside me
The next thing I know, I taste the salt of the sea.
Life's so rich...
Life's so empty...
Life's so strange