When You Need A Friend, Don’t Look To A Stranger …

Guest Post, Memories

Hey, it’s Miss Monique, posting on behalf of Miss Tori. Don’t worry, no more head-exploding conundrums ater that one. Here’s the post Tori wrote …

We were both born in 1972… he was the first guy I’d dated since highschool that was the same age as me. He was the first guy, ever, that liked the same kind of music as me.

I’d listened to punk, metal, hip-hop, rap and country for guys… always acquiring the taste to be able to tolerate, if not enjoy whatever the music coming out of the speakers… but he was different.

He liked Brit-pop… no… he LOVED Brit-pop… we listened to hours upon hours of Erasure, General Public, The Police, DePeche Mode, Duran Duran, Tears for Fears, New Order, Dixies Midnight Runners, Social Distortion, The Clash and Modern English. The one song that became “our” song was a one hit wonder from When In Rome… and it fit us perfectly.

Although we didn’t grow up together listening to this music, and didn’t discover it together, we fell in love with it in the back ground… we broke up with it still there… we became best friends who didn’t know what to do with eachother. There were nights we’d lie together, fully clothed, face to face, admitting we were still in love with one another… and yet couldn’t be a couple… damn it all for extenuating circumstances.

A few months ago, New Found Glory covered this song on their album From the Screen to Your Stereo Part II. When he found it… he emailed it to me… even though we’d been apart and basically not speaking for months. My heart swelled, my breathes shortened, and my eyes cried tears… not tears of pain or tears of anger… but tears remembering good times long gone…

No matter what anyone else thinks… I think he and I both know, deep down, this promise still stands….

If you need a friend,
don’t look to a stranger,
You know in the end,
I’ll always be there.

And when you’re in doubt,
and when you’re in danger,
Take a look all around,
and I’ll be there.

I’m sorry, but I’m just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be.
But if you’ll wait around a while, I’ll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.

When your day is through,
and so is your temper,
You know what to do,
I’m gonna always be there.

Sometimes if I shout,
it’s not what’s intended.
These words just come out,
with no gripe to bear.

I’m sorry, but I’m just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be.
But if you’ll wait around a while, I’ll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you…

I’m sorry, but I’m just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be.
And if I had to walk the world, I’d make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.

I gotta tell ya, I need to tell ya, I gotta tell ya, I gotta tellyaaaa …

I’m sorry, but I’m just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be.
But if you’ll wait around a while, I’ll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you…

I’m sorry, but I’m just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be.
And if I had to walk the world, I’d make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will …
I will…
I will…
I will…

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In The Arms Of An Angel

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Hi ya!  Miss Lucy here.  Miss Monique gave me access to this blog…YAY!  :)

This song makes me cry.  I mean, like, within the first 4 chords the tears well up in my eyes, and within 20 seconds, the tears are free flowing.  This song is from the movie City of Angels, which is marginal at best.  This song is the best thing that came of the movie, IMHO.

Why does it make me cry?  It’s not because of the love between an overacting Meg Ryan and Nicolas Cage (mah boyfriend).  No, its what this song means.  It came out at a time when I was still healing from the murder of my very best friend and soul mate, Elaine.  When she was killed I lost a part of me.

When my daughter (affectionately referred to as “the Terrorist”) was born 3 years after Elaine was murdered, she was born dead.  Her heart was shocked into beating by paddles and a tube was put in her throat to make her breathe.  I was told she was going to die.  That there was little to no chance she would live through the night and if she did she would be severely mentally and physically handicapped.  That night I laid in the hospital bed and I cried.  And I begged.  And I talked to Elaine.  She had ALWAYS looked out for me.  I begged her and pleaded with her.  Please, please, please save my baby.  Pull some strings, do whatever, but PLEASE make my baby okay.

5 days later I took home a perfectly healthy and normal baby.  And for that I thank Elaine.  I believe she is my guardian angel, looking out for me then, just as she had when we were alive.  My daughter bears her name proudly.  This song reminds me of Elaine and how much I miss her, and how I always feel like I am in the arms of the angel with her.

(Sarah McLachlan and Josh Groban performing)

Click here for the video (until I can figure out why it will NOT embed!!!)

spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there’s always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there’s vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don’t make no difference
escaping one last time
it’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

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