as i wrap up my 5 days of sun in the city of angels, i feel a sense of loss. the crows sing in the background and suddenly i miss everything and nothing all at once. top priority on my list right now is to rebook my flight back home so i could leave bc earlier.
for the past 12 months, i’ve been on 27 plane rides, 2 boat rides, and countless road trips. it doesnt really look like i’m running away from safety eh? for next year, i plan to stay grounded, just spin in place and grow roots. it may be frightening at first but i know it’s time to hang my wings out to dry and pursue the things i’ve avoided for so long – settling down.
a long december and there’s reason to believe
maybe this year will be better than the last
i can’t remember the last thing you said as you were leavin’
now the days go by so fast
and it’s one more day up in the canyons
and it’s one more night in hollywood
if you think that i could be forgiven… i wish you would
the smell of hospitals in winter
and the feeling that it’s all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
all at once you look across a crowded room
to see the way that light attaches to a girl
and it’s one more day up in the canyons
and it’s one more night in hollywood
if you think you might come to california… i think you should
drove up to the hillside manor sometime after two a.m.
and talked a little while about the year
i guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
and it’s been a long december and there’s no reason to believe
maybe this year will be better that the last
i can’t remember all the times I tried to tell myself
to hold on to these moments as they pass
and it’s one more day up in the canyon
and it’s one more night in hollywood
it’s been so long since i’ve seen the ocean… i guess i should
– counting crows, “a long december”