"For most of history, Anonymous was a woman." Virginia Woolf

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

The music I've been listenin' to:

Long Ride Home, Patty Griffin... I really like Patty Griffin...

Long, black limousine
Shiniest car I've ever seen
The back seat is nice and clean
She rides as quiet as a dream

Someone dug a hole six long feet in the ground
I said good-bye to you and I threw my roses down
Ain't nothin' left at all in the end of bein' proud
With me ridin' in this car and you flyin' through them clouds

I've had some time to think about it
And watch the sun sink like a stone
I've had some time to think about you
On the long, ride home

One day I took your tiny hand
Put your finger in the wedding band
Your daddy gave the piece of land
We made ourselves the best of plans

Forty years go by with someone layin' in your bed
Forty years of things you say, you wish you'd never said
How hard would it have been to say some kinder words instead
I wonder as I stare up at the sky a turnin' red

I've had some time to think about it
And watch the sun sink like a stone
I've had some time to think about you
On the long, ride home

Headlights searchin' down the driveway
The house is dark as it can be
I go inside and all is silent
And seems as empty as the inside of me

I've had some time to think about it
And watch the sun sink like a stone
I've had some time to think about you
On the long, on the long, on the long, ride home