I’ve heard it
said that ghosts hang around because they have unfinished business. Maybe that’s
why I can’t shake the past. It keeps haunting me because there is unfinished business
between us. I’ve often thought I’d be willing to make any deal the devil had to
offer if he’d take me back to the early 1980s. Of course that sort of wishful
thinking comes with all the usual conditions: I’d have my youth back but have
the knowledge I currently possess, other conditions would be the same as they
were, and I’d have the ability to do things completely differently this time
around. And no hidden Monkey Paw style disasters attached to these wishes.
Can I ever hope
to correct the mistakes of the past? Where did my hope go?
Current listening:
Prefab Sprout, Steve McQueen
Our Time
© 1992 Brian
Hutzell
Call you from the
road, say I’m gonna be late
Wanna hold you
close, but that’ll have to wait
Till I see you
It won’t be long
That’s when I’ll
sing this song:
This is our time
Our time now
We can use it
anyhow
It’s our time,
our time, yours and mine
Yours and mine
No one
interrupting us
Someone always
jumping up
Not now, not when
I’m alone with you
They'll just have
to learn
That it’s our
time, our time now
It’s our time,
our time, yours and mine
Our time, ours
and we decide
How to make the best
of it
Our time, our
time, yours and mine
Yours and mine
There’s a limit
to how many things we can do in a day
Easy to let
distractions get in our way
Instead of
wishing moments away, trying to make the minutes fly
Savor every
second; we don’t get to order seconds
Call you every day
we’re not together
Cause I wanna
stay with you forever
Making it our
time
We can use it
anyhow
It’s our time,
our time, yours and mine
Our time, ours
and we decide
How to make the
best of it
Our time, our
time, yours and mine
Yours and mine
Yours and mine
Pages 50-51
from Bigsong
II
Brian Hutzell
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