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 "