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December 07, 2004
Harry Chapin
Feeling melancholy and I am reminded that today is Harry Chapin's birthday. From Taxi, there are some words that sadly remind me of someone once very special to me, someone now lost to me. Love is like that, and Harry knew it better than most.
Oh, I've got something inside me,
To drive a princess blind.
There's a wild man, wizard,
He's hiding in me, illuminating my mind.
Oh, I've got something inside me,
Not what my life's about,
Cause I've been letting my outside tide me,
Over 'till my time, runs out.
If by chance that certain someone saw those words here, would he see what I see, recognize what I recognize, know what I know? Maybe, and even if... there would come the denial, there will ever be denial. No eyes within and never inside out again.
Still, wherever you are, whatever you are doing, I hope the dreams you dream are as rich and full and satisfying as only dreams can be.
I hope they tide you over, until time runs out.
Posted by LindaSoG at December 7, 2004 08:03 AM