Monday, March 23, 2020

Journaling Through, A Space Odyssey: 3/23





Funny, the songs that pop into your head.  Here are two that popped into mine:

--

"Space Oddity" (David Bowie)

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do [...]

--

"You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go" (Bob Dylan)

[...La, la, la...]
You're gonna make me wonder what I'm doin'
Stayin' far behind without you
You're gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin'
You're gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to

I'll look for you in old Honolul-a
San Francisco, Ashtabula
You're gonna have to leave me now, I know
But I'll see you in the sky above
In the tall grass, in the ones I love
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go

--

Today, while walking the dogs, having placed a plastic poop bag over my gloved hand to handle the gate latch upon entering the park, I realized, I have an amazing opportunity right now to pen a song for these times.  Because the times have changed, and all times need songs.

So, imagine these lyrics as sung by Bob Dylan. Not that Bob Dylan would ever sing these lyrics, but just play along.

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I'd do anything for you
wash my hands and Purell too
I got sanitizer
with your name...(on it)

My love for you is highly rated
Don't wanna see you ventilated
Remember you are always in my heart

One day we'll hold hands in the dark
display affection in the park
Eat food with our fingers
lick it off

We'll drink in our favorite bar
if it's there
and we still are
Remember, you are always in my heart

But for now it is our fate
socially to separate
Please babe, don't perseverate
the cost!

I'll see you on the Internet
so wash your hands and don't forget
I love you when your hands are soapy wet

You know I would die for you
but why should I
as long as you
observe basic precautions
won't you do?

And if you go to work today
don't come home, babe
stay away
Send me sexy pictures from your phone

Cause baby I would die for you
but wash your hands and Purell too
Why should Mom get sick because you won't?

I'll see you on my phone tonight
Don't worry babe, it'll be alright
I am just the type that needs my space

If you love me, stay apart
hold me close inside your heart
ain't no point us catchin' STDs

I'll see you in a dozen apps
and chat with you and email too
You sure look your best six feet away

Now, missing you is all I do
but this is how we'll make it through
something we could not anticipate

One day we'll hold hands in the dark
display affection in the park
Eat food with our fingers
lick it off

But for now it is our fate
socially to separate
Remember, you are always in my heart







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