Another day and a second song for you this week. This one also aired on Radio 2 yesterday but, I was reluctant to ‘spoil’ you all by posting twice in one day…
If I did that then, what reason would you have to be reading this right now?! 😉
So, I’ve now heard this song twice on Radio 2 in the last few months, that I can remember. I hear it more frequently on Planet Rock but, we do not have a DAB radio at work (nor, the intention to change the fecking FM station, or so it seems).
I guess I like my ballads, as much as I am an avid rocker. I always thought that Pat Benatar was the vocalist on this song and within the band but, Wikipedia has taught me otherwise (she also has a great voice).
What else can I say, except that I pay close attention to this song for the warbling cry right after the two-minute mark. It gives me goosebumps, every time. 🙂
I forgot to include the lyrics with the previous song and I’ll amend that shortly. For the lyrics to this song, you’ll have to read on below.
Hopefully you read my previous post on being honest… Well, a few days ago, I began writing a poem flooded with thoughts of my own loneliness and the discomfort I often feel within my own skin. I wanted to say how much I wish that you all are ‘real’. Your offers and hugs, thoughts and well wishes are greatly appreciated. I only wish we could share them physically (especially the hugs).
My second Resolution for 2013 is to make a better effort to acknowledge and spend time with friends, because I do have some who mean a lot to me, even if I don’t seen them very often or ever at all. They are mostly female and I think I have a fear of men generally. My intentions of friendship remain genuine with each and all of them. I a still seriously ‘hung up’ on May (in fact, she even mentioned that she noticed and suspected it herself – that’s when it first scared her, apparently).
Looking at my watch earlier today (it was a looong day at work), I realised that it is exactly three-months to the date since ‘May’ and I first met in person. Okay, it was actually a Sunday and not a Monday but, it was on the 17th of June.
Whatever happens in the future, I will always treasure that day, along with the memories and feelings I’ve been focusing on since I realised the date. Later on this evening, I’ll see if I can use all of this to write something… I’m writing this short post now to help encourage myself in case I come up against a struggle.
There are two things I feel I need to confront her about. Partly, to clear my own mind but also, to get a better idea and understanding of what she wants from me. But, I do need to be very careful. If I catch at the wrong time, it could create the end an end to our friendship (that’s my biggest fear). But then, I also fear that she may not need to be in a depressive state to take it the wrong way.
We did talk and share things briefly over the weekend. I suppose she could just ignore me… But, I’m really hoping for some kind of ‘resolution’ and honest answers that may help to put my mind and its fears at ease…