Hello

I heard this song for the first time yesterday:

Hello, it's me
I was wondering if after all these years
You'd like to meet, to go over everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya
But I ain't done much healing

Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

There's such a difference between us
And a million miles

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times to tell you
I'm sorry, for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried to tell you
I'm sorry, for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore

Hello, how are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself
I'm sorry, I hope that you're well
Did you ever make it out of that town
Where nothing ever happened?

It's no secret
That the both of us are running out of time

So, hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times to tell you
I'm sorry, for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried to tell you
I'm sorry, for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore

Ooooohh, anymore
Ooooohh, anymore
Ooooohh, anymore
Anymore

Dang Adele, you do know how to tug at the heartstrings!

Budapest

A few days ago I got a message from my first love and forever friend from across the pond. He said he heard this song and immediately thought of me and knew that I would love it. He wasn't wrong:

My house in Budapest
My, my hidden treasure chest,
Golden grand piano
My beautiful Castillo

You
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

My acres of a land
Th' I hav' achieved
It may be hard for you to,
Stop and believe

But for you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd Leave it all

Woh, for you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

My many artifacts
The list goes on
If you just say the words
I I'll up and run

To you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

Woh, to you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

My friends and family
They, don't understand
They fear they'd lose so much
If, you take my hand

But, for you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd lose it all

Woh, for you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd lose it all.

Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

My house in Budapest
My, my hidden treasure chest,
Golden grand piano
My beautiful castillo

You
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

Woh, for you
Woh, you
Woh, I'd leave it all

We're past this point in our own relationship where we would think about leaving it all for one another, but it sure is nice to still have such a strong connection and to have that connection be largely communicated through music.

Speaking of communicating through music, my daughter and I biked over to Opera in the Park briefly this evening. The sun was just starting to set, and we climbed up the hill to sit on a cement wall overlooking all the people and listening to the music. It was a beautiful way to end a summer evening...

Feather on the Clyde

Yesterday was one emotional day, and I mainly mean the sad variety, but there was a bright spot: An email from my first love, fellow lyric lover, and forever friend, passing this song on to me:

Well there’s a river that runs through Glasgow
And makes her but it breaks her and takes her into the parks
And her current just like my blood flows
Down from the hills, round aching bones to my restless heart

Well I would swim but the river is so wide
And I’m scared I won’t make it to the other side
Well God knows I’ve failed but He knows that I’ve tried
I long for something that’s safe and warm
But all I have is all that is gone
I’m as helpless and as hopeless as a feather on the Clyde

Well on one side all the lights glow
And the folks know and the kids go where the music and the drinking starts
On the other side where no cars go
Up to the hills that stand alone like my restless heart

Well I would swim but the river is so wide
And I’m scared I won’t make it to the other side
Well God knows I’ve failed but He knows that I’ve tried
I long for something that’s safe and warm
But all I have is all that is gone
I’m as helpless and as hopeless as a feather on the Clyde

Well the sun sets late in Glasgow
And the daylight and the city part
And I think of you in Glasgow
Cos you’re all that’s safe, you’re all that’s warm in my restless heart

Yesiree, I've got a restless heart, too, only it's not finding a lot of warmth or safety these days.

Off to therapy this morning for some help and hope...