Ashes by Now

In a large, roughly made wooden box in my closet [formerly the toy box of my childhood}, I had stored calendars, correspondence, and pictures from three decades ago --  mostly the 1980s. I had always intended to "some day" go through all of it, and that day arrived --- so I've been doing some reminiscing. I've also done some tossing -- as in most of it.

Stuck in the pages of the month of July, 1981, and carefully written in my handwriting on a small slip of paper are the following lyrics from "Ashes by Now" by Rodney Crowell.

The only way to get lyrics then -- was by listening to a song over and over.

Just sayin'.

This morning is Monday where are you now
Teasin' my memory teaching me how to lay low
When I don't want to
Well love is elusive this I know now
It's making me crazy leaving me out
In the open when I don't want to

The moments of pleasures Never do last
Are gone like a suitcase full of your past
Long gone and in a hurry

Baby, I can't go through this again
I don't need to go down more then I've already been
Just like a wild fire you're running all over town
As much as you burn me baby I should be ashes by now

The second street beggars alone in their life
Drunk on a sidewalk to hide from the night
Like I am They're just like I am

Baby, I can't go through this again
I don't need to go down more then I've already been
Just like a wild fire you're running all over town
As much as you burn me baby I should be ashes by now

Just like a wild fire You're running all over town
As much as you burn me, baby I should be ashes by now
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I should be ashes by now.

Aww. Rodney Crowell.


And 1981. I wonder what heartbreak I had then --- cuz, well, it's gone now.

:-)