I fell in to a burning ring of fire....
If you've been thinking you're all that you've got then don't feel alone any more, 'cause when we're together then we've got a lot. You are the river and I am the shore....
Our house is a very, very, very fine house, with two cats in the yard, life used to be so hard, now everything is easy 'cause of you....
Multiply life by the power of two....the closer I'm bound in love to you, the closer I am to free....
Oh yeah, didn't we and don't we make it shine, we're standing in the center of something rare and fine...
Love prepare me to be a sanctuary, pure and holy, tried and true. With thanksgiving I'll be a living sanctuary for you....
Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in....
Oh we're not the jet set, we're the old Chevrolet set...but ain't we got love....
I was overcome with a kind of wild grief, sure I couldn't go on and knowing there was no going back. Lost.
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway travelled by many, remembered by few....searching for something that I can believe in....
The Shenandoah Valley in Virginia is one of the loveliest spots on earth. It is another map of our time together. We drove that drive so many times with such joy and anticipation. Then there was the last drive when he was so sick and then again with Peggy and Michael for the memorial service and then the first time alone.
But that valley was a part of my life before David, as were the songs. I used to hike and camp there regularly and Jesse and I would go to summer camp in those mountains. I remember going to Luray Caverns as a child and driving the Skyline Drive in our old breadtruck on our trips from Florida to New England. We had two eight track tapes that we sang over and over up the entire east coast.
Dang me, dang me, they oughta take a rope and hang me. High from the highessst treeee. Woman would you weep for me....
Oh you cain't roller skate in a buffalo herd, you cain't roller skate in a buffalo herd but you can be happy if you've a mind tooooooo......
The trick is to honor the past and find a way forward through that old familiar soundtrack. Walking by the light of a flashlight beam...one tentative step at a time. Trusting in the light.
