Monday Already?

A little 80's Flash-back music for Monday, then. (which I am re-publishing. Something went awry because I had saved the lyrics in May and then finally posted this in full as an entry for today, but it didn't show up unless you read my blog in the reader format. Which, Erin, I guess you do, and I read your comment! What a great feeling knowing you, too, know and love this song from w-a-a-y back! And, love the Hothouse Flowers, too--saw them live in the late 80's--a very memorable experience.)

1985. The Waterboys.

"The Whole Of The Moon".

What a year! What a song....

(and I always swear that it's David Bowie singing that very last line at the very end of the song..)

I pictured a rainbow
You held it in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw the plan
I wandered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
***
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
***
You were there at the turnstiles
With the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!
***
I was grounded
While you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truths
You cut through lies
I saw the rain-dirty valley
You saw Brigadoon!
***
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
***
I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
You just knew
***
I sighed
But you swooned
***
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
***
With a torch in your pocket
And the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
***
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
***
Unicorns and cannonballs,
Palaces and piers,
Trumpets, towers, and tenements,
Wide oceans full of tears,
Flag, rags, ferry boats,
Scimitars and scarves,
Every precious dream and vision
Underneath the stars
You climbed on the ladder
With the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
Blazing your trail
Too high
Too far
Too soon
***
You saw the whole of the moon!

Monday already?

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A little 80's Flash-back music for Monday, then. 1985.

The Waterboys.

"The Whole Of The Moon".

What a year! What a song....

I pictured a rainbow

You held it in your hands

I had flashes

But you saw the plan

I wandered out in the world for years

While you just stayed in your room

***

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon!

The whole of the moon!

***

You were there at the turnstiles

With the wind at your heels

You stretched for the stars

And you know how it feels

To reach too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon!

***

I was grounded

While you filled the skies

I was dumbfounded by truths

You cut through lies

I saw the rain-dirty valley

You saw Brigadoon!

***

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon!

***

I spoke about wingsY

You just flew

I wondered, I guessed, and I tried

You just knew

***

I sighed

But you swooned

***

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon!

The whole of the moon!

***

With a torch in your pocket

And the wind at your heels

You climbed on the ladder

And you know how it feels

To reach too high

Too far

Too soon

***

You saw the whole of the moon!

The whole of the moon!

***

Unicorns and cannonballs,

Palaces and piers,

Trumpets, towers, and tenements,

Wide oceans full of tears,

Flag, rags, ferry boats,

Scimitars and scarves,

Every precious dream and vision

Underneath the stars

You climbed on the ladder

With the wind in your sails

You came like a comet

Blazing your trail

Too high

Too far

Too soon

***

You saw the whole of the moon!

TGIF

Thank God It's February!

We got through January.

Now it's just February, March, and April(April is never quite spring around here)we have to get trhough.
"Thinking About Tomorrow" by Beth Orton is a perfect mid-winter song for me.

I see in my mind an empty beach on a late winter afternoon with cold blue skies and sparkling waves rolling in
and
a far off house on a hill with a lit fireplace inside waiting for me,
when I listen to this song. It's wistful and melancholic and beautiful. Orton's voice, with that slight husky and sad edge to it--I just love it!
And...if you can look past her modern day clothes and hair, doesn't she look like she should be in a Jane Austen novel?