Sheesh

My head hurts badly. I'm barely half done with the day. And this song won't leave my brain:

"under you"
Better Than Ezra
(from How Does Your Garden Grow?)

along the edges, colors blur and seem familiar.
while you read your magazine,
i was counting all the markers.

and california seemed to draw you like a siren
from a postcard, or a letter, in a frame of film melting.

but under you, i hear your breath move in, out slowly.
under you, let go completely feeling you take over me.

a hollywood flat where we'd laugh about our fortunes
well we held jobs in this bar down at 3rd and san vicente.
and ramen noodles at 4:30 in the morning,
when we barely could survive, i was never more alive.

under you, i feel your blood flowing out slowly.
under you, let go completely feeling you take over me
you moved in slow degrees
a sudden memory
you're a leonard cohen song

but every now and then i'd swear i see you standing on a sidewalk, in a
restaurant, from a taxi cab passing.

under you i feel you moving in/out slowly
under you let go completely feeling you take over me.

take over me.
It reminds me of the kismet moment when Steve and I talked about ramen on the phone. And it makes me think of many things that've happened since then. Strange to miss an innocence that I'm not sure that I ever truly had.