The sun burned hot, it burned my eyes
Burned so hot I thought I'd died
Thought I'd died and gone to hell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I went to the river but the river was dry
I fell to my knees and I looked to the sky
I looked to the sky and the spring rain fell
I saw the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
I was ready for love I was ready for the money
Ready for the blood and ready for the honey
Ready for the winnin', ready for the bell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I found some love and I found some money
Found that blood would drip from the honey
Found I had a thirst that I could not quell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well I did it for kicks and I did it for hate
I did it for lust and I did it for faith
I did it for need and I did it for love
Addiction stayed on tight like a glove
So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night
And the three of us were a terrible sight
Nipple to the bottle to the gun to the cell
To the bottom of a hole of a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
I rocked with the cradle and I rolled with the rage
I shook those walls and I rattled that cage
I took my trouble down a deadend trail
Reachin' out a hand for a holier grail
Hey there mama did you carry that load
Did you tell your baby 'bout the bend in the road
'Bout the rebel yell 'bout the one that fell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
--Deeper Well by Emmylou Harris
I'm listening to Emmylou Harris' Wrecking Ball and cleaning in a mindless fashion. I'll let you know what I think of the album later. What I've heard is indefinable. Any of you out there with a bias against country should do a little searching about. Lately it's been the only music I'm relating to.
Quite a bit of turmoil at work. Long boring story, and I'll spare you by just summing up with money isn't everything. I've had some heart to heart time with my sister long distance, discussing possibilities. I feel lucky that I have friends and family to talk to about it.
Cleaning the guinea pig cage and laying down fresh newspaper. Occasionally articles catch my eye as I put the papers down. I just read about an 11 year old in my area who has a cancer so virulent, hepato spleenic gamma delta t-cell lymphoma, that he's gone from healthy in November to deathly ill by December. The poor kid's only hope is a match from the Unrelated Bone Marrow Donor Registry, as his parents aren't a match for him. I think I'm going to look into registering my bone marrow. It's apparently a bit of a procedure, but it certainly bears looking into. You Canadian types can check into it here:
Unrelated Bone Marrow Registry at Canadian Blood Services
Burned so hot I thought I'd died
Thought I'd died and gone to hell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I went to the river but the river was dry
I fell to my knees and I looked to the sky
I looked to the sky and the spring rain fell
I saw the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
I was ready for love I was ready for the money
Ready for the blood and ready for the honey
Ready for the winnin', ready for the bell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I found some love and I found some money
Found that blood would drip from the honey
Found I had a thirst that I could not quell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well I did it for kicks and I did it for hate
I did it for lust and I did it for faith
I did it for need and I did it for love
Addiction stayed on tight like a glove
So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night
And the three of us were a terrible sight
Nipple to the bottle to the gun to the cell
To the bottom of a hole of a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
I rocked with the cradle and I rolled with the rage
I shook those walls and I rattled that cage
I took my trouble down a deadend trail
Reachin' out a hand for a holier grail
Hey there mama did you carry that load
Did you tell your baby 'bout the bend in the road
'Bout the rebel yell 'bout the one that fell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
Well...lookin for the water from a deeper well
--Deeper Well by Emmylou Harris
I'm listening to Emmylou Harris' Wrecking Ball and cleaning in a mindless fashion. I'll let you know what I think of the album later. What I've heard is indefinable. Any of you out there with a bias against country should do a little searching about. Lately it's been the only music I'm relating to.
Quite a bit of turmoil at work. Long boring story, and I'll spare you by just summing up with money isn't everything. I've had some heart to heart time with my sister long distance, discussing possibilities. I feel lucky that I have friends and family to talk to about it.
Cleaning the guinea pig cage and laying down fresh newspaper. Occasionally articles catch my eye as I put the papers down. I just read about an 11 year old in my area who has a cancer so virulent, hepato spleenic gamma delta t-cell lymphoma, that he's gone from healthy in November to deathly ill by December. The poor kid's only hope is a match from the Unrelated Bone Marrow Donor Registry, as his parents aren't a match for him. I think I'm going to look into registering my bone marrow. It's apparently a bit of a procedure, but it certainly bears looking into. You Canadian types can check into it here:
Unrelated Bone Marrow Registry at Canadian Blood Services
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miss reading your thoughts...must get back to that