Saturday, January 22, 2011

Fast car.

So I'm all cozy and tucked into bed on this chilly January night.


I am just so sleepy.  If I could somehow move my entire world and the people in it to some place in Europe I would in a heartbeat because I'm a believer in late nights, early mornings and long, leisurely afternoon naps.  I have quite a ridiculous sleep schedule and at times it feels like a full time job trying to get it.... "right"... or at least aligned with our society's normal sleep pattern.  Another thought at the moment:


Sigh.

Music for tonight:  Kina Grannis teaming up with Boyce Avenue to do an AMAZING Tracey Chapman cover.  This song has always been one of my all time favorites (so brilliant) and these two nailed it.  Love, love, love, love.  Have a good sleep. :)



"You got a fast car 
I want a ticket to anywhere 
Maybe we make a deal 
Maybe together we can get somewhere 

Anyplace is better 
Starting from zero got nothing to lose 
Maybe we'll make something 
But me myself I got nothing to prove 

You got a fast car 
And I got a plan to get us out of here 
I been working at the convenience store 
Managed to save just a little bit of money 
We won't have to drive too far 
Just 'cross the border and into the city 
You and I can both get jobs 
And finally see what it means to be living 

You see my old man's got a problem 
He live with the bottle that's the way it is 
He says his body's too old for working 
I say his body's too young to look like his 
My mama went off and left him 
She wanted more from life than he could give 
I said somebody's got to take care of him 
So I quit school and that's what I did 

You got a fast car 
But is it fast enough so we can fly away 
We gotta make a decision 
We leave tonight or live and die this way 

I remember we were driving driving in your car 
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk 
City lights lay out before us 
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder 
And I had a feeling that I belonged 
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone 

You got a fast car 
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves 
You still ain't got a job 
And I work in a market as a checkout girl 
I know things will get better 
You'll find work and I'll get promoted 
We'll move out of the shelter 
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs 

You got a fast car 
And I got a job that pays all our bills 
You stay out drinking late at the bar 
See more of your friends than you do of your kids 
I'd always hoped for better 
Thought maybe together you and me would find it 
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere 
So take your fast car and keep on driving 

You got a fast car 
But is it fast enough so you can fly away 
You gotta make a decision 

You leave tonight or live and die this way "



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