Wednesday, August 26, 2009

timing







Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away
So I start a revolution from my bed
'Cos you said the brains I had went to my head.
Step outside, summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
And so Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say
Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows if it's night or day
But please don't put your life in the hands
Of a Rock n Roll band
Who'll throw it all away
I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed
'Cos you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside 'cos summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
'Cos you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say
So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say
So Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as she’s walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
Don't look back in anger
I heard you say
At least not today






~Oasis
There's a story that goes with these photos and the song. The roses were given to my mother toward the end of July by a favorite patron where Mom worked. I put them in this wee glass bowl and brought them outside to photograph for Mom. I liked the light outside, I thought it would bring out the color of the roses. As I was at one end of the deck taking the photos my Mom was at the other end watching and laughing. She often laughed when I took photos and at first it rather hurt my feelings but I think in retrospect she was just tickled to be able to watch me do something that I enjoy. Mom passed away suddenly on August 7. Gobsmacked is the word to use to describe what we all felt. I'm a lover of music, I think it's a little obvious if you look over my blog. I hadn't listened to any since Mom passed. I just wasn't in the mood. Yesterday I decided to turn on the TV and switch over to the "Alternative" channel on DMX. Lo and behold, Don't Look Back In Anger was the song that happened to be playing. Not only does that title apply but my mother's given name is Sally. I was taken aback. I got teary-eyed (I've yet to properly cry...but that day will come) and I croaked along at the top of my lungs as the band played on...
I'm not totally sure what compelled me to share all of this, but there you go.

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