Today, right then, though.
Nobody really knows. That’s why they say: Keep your mouth closed.
Today, right then, though.
I’m hanging out my clothes. It’s windy and the sun is out. It’s perfect, I suppose.
I suppose I can feel the
sun on my back. The cockatoos overhead. The rain clouds coming today or
tomorrow. And when they do I won’t be sad. I won’t say no or yes or why. I won’t
let go or hold on tight. I won’t rush but I won’t go slow. Today, right then,
though.
Thank you for the music. I
think she’ll like it too. I dreamt about a kangaroo and it made me think of you.
The CD is a bit scratchy. I haven’t played it in a while. But I listened
quietly this morning and it made me smile.
As the rain hammers the
windows. The wind shakes the glass. The road outside is flooded and the water’s
moving fast. But she is keeping us safe. It’s just the way things are. She’s up
in the stars and she is in our hearts.
This room ain’t so bad. I
think she can be happy here. All it took was a vacuum for the first time in years.
And she’ll have everything she needs. I know there’s nothing to fear. I’ll just
keep my guitar out and pack away the rest of my gear.
She don’t even know it. She
doesn’t need to. Because everything is everything and everything is true. Because
everything is changing. It’s just the way things are. She’s up in the sky and
she is in our hearts.
She is on her way and she’s
already here. The sky is cold and grey but my heart is clear. And everything is
changing. It’s just the way things are. But she is in our hearts.