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The Only Thing Different

So this love song, which is really a lost love song, is one of my earliest memories. I can clearly remember my friend and I sitting in her tiny little bedroom (that she had to herself! Miracle of miracles! I had to share a tiny bedroom with 3 of my 4 brothers.) and she put this record on. I remember her telling me that it was her favorite song.

Mind you, we were all of 6 years old at the time, what did we know about love or lost love? But Patsy Cline’s voice was so amazingly beautiful and expressive that I think I was drawn to the pure emotion in her voice even if I didn’t understand what she was singing about. It was like nothing I had ever heard before. I remember that we would sing along into our hairbrush microphones (anyone else do that?)  and get a bit teary when we sang, “I’ve got these little things, she-ees. go-ot. yooooooooou!”

And yes, to answer your question, I did actually share a room with 3 of my brothers. At one point, all 5 of us were in the same room, but I only have a very fuzzy memory of that. Two sets of bunk beds and a crib in a 10 x 11 room. Talk about close quarters! I finally got my own room when I was 15. Explains a lot, yes?

Anywho. Back to the song.

Wait, hold on. Drunk brain is remembering that this same friend  had  a mom who was inordinately fond of Mercurochrome. You all know Mercurochrome? That antiseptic from ancient times? It stung (stinged, stang)  like a mofo when put on cuts. Once, we had a tremendous wagon wreck in which we both ended up being one giant scrape from head to toe and she poured that stuff all over us, and I swear to god that it felt like she was dipping me in hot oil. The cure was worse than the injury! Also, it stained your skin red for days. Sweet lard. (Oh, hello, old drunk lady! How are you? Come over here and tell us some more boring stories from your childhood.) A google search for the correct spelling of Mercurochrome has informed me that I may have been mercury poisoned by it.  Soooo. Wheeeeee! Mercury poisoning!

Ok. Now back to the song.

Wait, did I mention her bedroom was painted pink? So, she seemed to have it all, right? Well, there was that horrible thing with her pet rabbits. But I’ll save that story for another day. Trust me, it wasn’t pretty.  I left there that day thinking I was damn glad I wasn’t her. Own room or not.

Now. Back to that song.

Get a tissue, listen to it and let Miss Patsy break your heart.

 

“I’ve got your memory, or has it got me?

I really don’t know, but I know it won’t let me be”

 

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If could just understand the meaning of the word

“poor language it doesn’t deserve such  treatment

and all my  stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling

oh this heaven, never could describe such a feeling as  I knew it”

 

It seems impossible to find words that will describe love, to say what our hearts are saying. It doesn’t stop anyone from trying though, least of all me.  And Florence sings about the struggle so beautifully!

 

 

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You hurt me and I hate you

Um, wow. Annie Lennox is pissed off in this song. And on this Valentine’s Day eve, I think we’ll let the anti-Valentine’s folks have a say before we go back to our regularly scheduled all love all the time programming.

Lesson from this song: A woman scorned is bad news for you.

For those of you who’ve had your heart broken, sing along and let all that anger out!

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I Have Nothing-bonus late-breaking post

I have nothing, nothing, nothing

If I don’t have you

 

True story.

She’s free of her demons now.

 

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If the sun refused to shine…

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.

When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by.

My love is strong, with you there is no wrong,

 together we shall go until we die. My, my, my.

An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look… see.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,

 Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.

Happiness, no more be sad, happiness….I’m glad.

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.

When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me

I have nothing further to add. Today is two versions of the same song. Each wonderful in its own right. “If the sun refused to shine…”

The awesome original

the beautiful cover

When the mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me. Indeed.

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Corresponding Puzzle Pieces

 

Sigh.  God himself did make us to be together. Sigh.

I am thinking it’s a sign

That the freckles in our eyes

Are mirror images and

When we kiss they’re perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate

That God himself did make us into

Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces

From the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch

But it’s thoughts like this

That catch my troubled head

When you’re away, when I am missing you to death

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Let’s Stay Together. C’mon, let’s!

 

Oh, Reverend Al. He knows love can be a rocky proposition, but he also knows that if you can can stay together “whether times are good or bad, happy or sad”, you find that it can all start to feel so brand neeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww!

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