We are experiencing an extreme heat wave where I live. Yesterday the temperature topped 108 degrees. This kind of oppressive weather, this late in the season, has drained me. That, coupled with the inflammation of my chronic back pain, seems to have literally sucked the life right out of me.
Drained my spirit.
I need rain. Not a few sprinkles of morning mist; a hard, driving storm to hydrate the earth and replenish my soul.
WASH {Pearl Jam}
Oh please let it rain today. This city's so filthy. Like my mind in ways.
Oh it was the time. Like a clean new taste.
Smiling eyes before me and tears from my face.
Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.
Sin for sale. Buying just a need. O who planted all the devils seeds?
And what's the truth? And the truth that lies at home.
It's on the inside and I can't get it off. Yeah.
Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.
What's clean is pure. But hey, I'm white on the outside. Though I stray.
What she don't know today might kill us both tomorrow. Bring it back someway.
Bring it back, back, back... to the clean form. To the pure form.
Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love.
Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love. Yeah
Wash my ...wash my...wash my love....yeaaaaaaahhhhhhh
2 comments:
I'm so sorry to hear that you are in pain! Rest and take care of yourself.
I am so sorry you are in pain, I hope it has eased by now.
Lynn
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