There’s another live version I like even better than this one, but I couldn’t find it online. I love Jack Ingram.
You Will Hear Thunder
You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
That day in Moscow, it will all come true,
when, for the last time, I take my leave,
And hasten to the heights that I have longed for,
Leaving my shadow still to be with you.
Boy telling me this morning in the car line at school: “You’re the best mommy a kid could ever have.”
*You’d be asleep right now if I actually used Twitter. Am I the only one who doesn’t get the appeal of it?
For anyone who’s wondering (as I sort of am), according to Twitter.com, “Twitter is a service for friends, family, and co–workers to communicate and stay connected through the exchange of quick, frequent answers to one simple question: What are you doing?”