11 March 2010


Last night's rain lulled me into the deepest sleep. I made the morning pot of coffee extra strong to shake me from my stupor. The drive to school was soggy, drippy and grey. The beautiful irony here is that this was my morning drive theme song. Thank you, M. Ward. I do believe it's coming.

Kingdoms and queens they all bow down to you,
Branches and ranch hands are bowin' too
And I've taken off my straw hat for you, singing
Here comes the sun again

And the leaves on the trees they all call out your name,
Chrome on the freight line shines the same
And the stars in their cars roll their tops down for you singing,
Here comes the sun again

Oh but if you're gonna stay, show some mercy today
Blow a little breeze on my face

Snow banks drift down the hillside for you,
Slides inside sandy river before day is through,
And before evenin' falls I may find myself there too, singing
Here comes the sun again
Here comes the sun again