She isnt sure about where shes gone *
No time to think about what to tell them
No time to think about what shes done
And she was"
From the song "And she was" by David Byrne,
performed by the Talking Heads on their 1985 album "Little Creatures"
Am I the only one?
I have a soundtrack that plays along in my head, quite alot.
Things happen, or dont.
Events begin, end.
Feelings crest, then fall.
Regardless, I cant count the number of times a song drifts into my consciousness that fits, either literally or figuratively. Sometimes both.
Whats really telling are the ones that are there in my personal ether when I wake up in the morning. Who needs therapy?
About the Photo:
I shot this with one of those waterproof cameras kodak makes. I bought it just for this shot, now I bet everyones doing it. Well, if they werent already.
Assuming I am remembering the words right.
Why dont I have this on disc yet so I can check and enjoy?!?!