And She Was

Because it's been so dang cold lately, I've been spending more time in my car than on my bike, and that's not a happy thing for me. But in the car, I've been listening to a book on CD, Imagine by Jonah Lehrer. And yesterday the chapter I was listening to was talking about David Byrne and his fanatical devotion to his bicycle. Byrne talked about his experience of cycling everywhere, saying he was more in tune with the city around him on his bike. That he could hear life better.

I couldn't agree more. And so, with the temperatures just barely above zero this morning, I plopped my bad ass on my bike and road to work. As I pedaled, I thought about David Byrne and the Talking Heads, and this was the song that started to play internally:

And she was lying in the grass

And she could hear the highway breathing

And she could see a nearby factory

She's making sure she is not dreaming

See the lights of a neighbor's house

Now she's starting to rise

Take a minute to concentrate

And she opens up her eyes

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)

The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was

Yes she (er, I) was, this morning, thanks to a little extra motivation from the sunny day and David Byrne:

And she was drifting through the backyard

And she was taking off her dress

And she was moving very slowly

Rising up above the earth

Moving into the universe

Drifting this way and that

Not touching ground at all

Up above the yard

She was glad about it... no doubt about it

She isn't sure where she's gone

No time to think about what to tell them

No time to think about what she's done

And she was

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)

The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was...