Good Intentions Paving Co.

Since Ian's posts are coming to a close, I want us to start doing our own humbles.

Here is mine today:

Sarah and I realized near the end of the semester that the lyrics at the end of of Good Intentions Paving Co. had a poetic similarity to what was happening in our lives right then. I wanted to post them, because I still think that they are beautiful, and that they describe us.

And no amount of talking

Is going to soften the fall,

but like after the rain

step out of the overhang, thats all

and there is hesitation,

and it always remains,

concerning you, me,

and the rest of the gang

and in our quiet hour,

I feel I see everything,

and am in love with the hook

upon which everyone hangs

and I know you meant to show the extent

to which you gave a god dang

you ranged real hot and real cold,

but I'm sold

I am home on that range.

And I do hate to fold,

right here at the top of my game

When I've been trying with my whole heart and soul

to stay right here in the right lane

But it can make you feel over and old

lord you know its a shame

when I only want for you to pull over, and hold me

til I can't remember my own name.

Love,

Rachel