I'm sitting at work listening to Pandora and this song just came up for me...I haven't heard it in years and I just had the most visceral memory...the album "Fumbling Towards Ecstasy" was a huge part of the year I lived with my friend Julie in West Chester. We rented a 2 bedroom townhouse - I loved that place. Hearing it, I could immediately smell the perfume I wore at the time - something by Avon that was their Christmas scent - I could feel the cold wood floor under my feet, I could see the maps of Seattle I had on my walls and I could remember talking to my boyfriend, Pete until all hours of the morning - mentally tracing the streets of Seattle until I knew them by heart without being there. It literally took my breath away...
I love the time and in between
The calm inside meIn the space where I can breathe
I believe there is a
Distance I have wandered
To touch upon the years of
Reaching out and reaching in
Holding out holding in
I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I'll defend it as long as I can be
Left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand
I know this love is passing time
Passing through like liquid
I am drunk in my desire...
But I love the way you smile at me
I love the way your hands reach out and hold me near...
I believe...
I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I'll defend it as long as
I can be left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand
Oh the quiet child awaits the day when she can break free
The mold that clings like desperation
Mother can't you see I've got
To live my life the way I feel is right for me
Might not be right for you but it's right for me...
I believe...
I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I'll defend it as long as
I can be left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand it
I would like to linger here in silence
If I choose to
Would you understand it
Would you try to understand...

Oh, I love that song so much. Funny how music can just bring you back to one moment in time like that, isn't it?
Posted by: Kerrie | Sunday, 18 October 2009 at 09:19 PM