a stone would cry out

did this sam roberts song with my kids today as part of a lesson on figurative language - specifically personification and imagery.  I forgot how wretchedly sad this song is.  and I kept getting distracted by the fact that I could play it on the piano.  okay, I know I could...although I've never tried!!

The cinematic after effects of alcohol

Have led me to believe

That there's nothing more beautiful

Than a face as it starts to fade

From your memory, what had Once been clear as the day

Obscured by the shade

And I was always the thorn to your rose

A long string of disappointing days

Led me to concede that I'd been losing sleep

And I'm tired and frayed at the seams

And things are changing in me

It's been two hard months since I could call you my own

It cuts to the bone

Is there anything that I can do when I've been turned into stone?

But I was always the thorn to your rose

Some doors are better left closed

You move like a rolling wave

One night don't fade when it's gone

Beyond a doubt it gets so hard a stone would cry out

I know there's a lesson in here

But it's so hard to find

I've been searching my mind

A little pearl of wisdom for the later years

When the thread of this life starts to unwind

I never had to fight for my love

But that's over I know

It's just how it goes

I never had to fight for my love

But that's over I know

It's just how it goes

And you move like a rolling wave

One that don't fade when it's gone

Beyond a doubt it gets so hard, it gets so hard

That a stone would cry out

Some doors are better left closed

Some say this place makes it hard to hold your head up

Some days this face makes me feel like I've been set up

see, super sad.  and super full of teenage angst and figurative language!!

and in happier news, my dad went home today.  he's happy to be sleeping in his own bed and eating real food.  what an incredible week.  an enormously stressful, roller coaster week.  SUPER CRAZY!  today I finally felt a bit back to normal.  still haven't started my IPPs, but I guess that's why wednesdays were invented!  I LOVE wednesdays!!