Hurricane Harbor

A writer and a tropical muse. A funky Lubavitcher who enjoys watching the weather, hurricanes, listening to music while enjoying life with a sense of humor and trying to make sense of it all!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

A Beautiful Soul

So, with all those hurricanes dancing out there in the middle of the ocean like they are doing some Virginia Reel sort of Square Dance, turn right here and hand off to the other, swing your partner, dosey doe... a bunch of tropical systems off to see the Wizard or England or the Azores (now thats rich) .. somewhere over the rainbow all the hurricanes go.... what am I supposed to talk about today?

So, this is sort of off topic tropically but if you want to stay around for the mystery, fine fine fine as Fishing used to say. Don't say I didn't warn you this was not tropically topical.

Someone, somewhere has a beautiful soul, in my humble opinon and taking the soap box of my blog over there to say so.. I can't say I begin to understand him or the drama involved in this ... this......mystery of time and space or complicated soap opera of my life but... he does and this is an incredible song. Somewhere, some girl is damned lucky to have this young man want her .. maybe she does want to be named in the song, I don't know, can't say. I just know.. the song is stuck in my head and I'm sharing it with you...

When all is said and done in my life, at the end of my day I will never understand why it was so important to sit up til 2am talking to Cyclone or making jokes with Agg or Jim or talking to Cyngus about men with their music boxes. Maybe I just don't need to know because if I did.. I'd know, so I suppose I don't and does it matter? IF DJ wanted to keep his secrets, they were his secrets to keep. Why was it so important to talk to him at 2am or 3am when we were doing nothing but talking about some afternoon when he was hanging on his porch going crazy staring up at some big, massive thunderstorm.. sometimes it doesn't matter why as much as it matters that I had to talk to him. I follow my instincts, some voice or need inside. I am as they say in the trades... a double, harmonic, water trine and I live on instinct sometimes and usually it works. There is a method to the madness even if we don't see it at the time. And, even if I never understand geometry... I still know it works. Peter Pan flies whether you see the strings or you don't see them.. you still know he's not really flying but either way it's magical to watch.

So.. dedicating this to a young man who is most extraordinary .. and the song that is stuck in my head. Hope somewhere, someone loves him very much the way he needs to be loved. We all do... we all need love.

Love Bobbi
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Carbon Leaf..
Live a life less ordinary


Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me
Live a life less sedentary
Live a life evolutionary with me
Well I hate to be a bother,
But it's you and there's no other, I do believe
You can call me naive but...
I know me very well (at least as far as I can tell)
And I know what I need

The night you came into my life
Well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me
By the way, I do know why you stayed away...
I will keep tongue-tied next time

Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me
My face had said too much
Before our hands could even touch
To greet a 'hello'
(So much for going slow...)
A little later on that year
I told you that I loved you dear
What do you know?
This you weren't prepared to hear
I'm a saddened man, I'm a broken boy
I'm a toddler with a complex toy
I've fallen apart, since the ambush on your heart

The night you came into my life
Well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me.
By the way, I do know why you stayed away
I will keep tongue-tied but...

Honey understand. Honey understand. I won't make demands
Honey understand. Honey understand. We could walk without a plan.
Honey understand(Honey). Honey understand. I won't rest in stone all alone
Honey understand. Honey understand. I'm all ready to go
But you already know...

Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me.
If I could name you in this song
Would it make you smile and sing along?
This is the goal: to get into your soul
If I could make you dance for joy
Could that be the second-chance to coy?
The bird-in-hand I would need
To help you understand?

The night you came into my life
well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me
By the way I do know why you stayed away
I will keep tongue-tied next time

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