Thursday, July 31, 2008

Lord knows Ive paid some dues gettin through


i dont understand anything anymore. just when i get a grip on things, and start figuring out that maybe i do in fact need someone in my life, or at the very least would LIKE someone in my life, something goes terribly wrong...he tried to push me away by being a total jerk the other night, and i just let him....it didnt push me away because i understand where his head is, he just needs to understand it too. then he breaks the news to me last night that he's leaving, and thats WHY he tried to make me not like him, or whatever the fuck he was trying to do......leaving, gone. outta here.....his reasoning is legit. he's going to work to make/save some money....i get that. doesnt make it easier....he'll be gone by the end of the month. more than that, his crazy ex girlfriend is 'checking up' on me. apparently she called saddy and asked him if he knew me, etc....why the fuck would this girl need to know anything about me? of course saddy said yes but that is beside the point, she has gotten into his head making him think he cant trust me, or whatever the fuck. i dont want him to leave.

Early one mornin the sun was shinin,
I was layin in bed
Wondrin if shed changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like mamas homemade dress
Papas bankbook wasnt big enough.
And I was standin on the side of the road
Rain fallin on my shoes
Heading out for the east coast
Lord knows Ive paid some dues gettin through,
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
Well meet again someday on the avenue,
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to new orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin for a while on a fishin boat
Right outside of delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was workin in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
Is just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, dont I know your name?
I muttered somethin underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
I thought youd never say hello, she said
You look like the silent type.
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin coal
Pourin off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on montague street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.

So now Im goin back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
Theyre an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters wives.
Dont know how it all got started,
I dont know what theyre doin with their lives.
But me, Im still on the road
Headin for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.

4 comments:

hockeytemper said...

I'm sorry to hear this LL. Please believe I am truly sorry that life keeps kicking you when you're down. Even though you don't talk to me anymore, it was nice to see you in a good mood at work lately.

You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And every time tears float down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved


Hang in there, LuLu.

Anonymous said...

Maybe another trip to SLC is in order...

Love you, Lu, but Bobble Head Jesus thinks you're a cunt.

zombielu said...

i miss him already, and he's not even gone...sam casell told me the other night that i cant miss him because he's still alive....i just have to wait it out. saw him last night and it was great, he's great, i cant deal with this....g, do you know how to send a voice mail from my mail box to yours?

zombielu said...

ps-jesus is the cunt, not me