simply / nostalgia / red

she dips in nostalgia / time has crept behind her and whispers something (keep holding on) and the horn blows / waking her from a dream that swirled between sheets of music and a bed for making what she now lays in / waiting (holding on) / and he used his time to find her only to say that time had gone away, but she knew the danger of crossing a nightmare when you are only wearing human skin (holding) it all together / do we ever escape our dreams when they shatter between those aged cracks that gather all our tears after we wake (were we awake all along) WASTED ALL THOSE YEARS (holding on) even after the doctor said it was a project of solitude/ stop, he said, holding on – but she did / will you dance

can we pretend that this is the beginning and not the end

i’ll keep holding on until this horn’s solo ends but then we must disappear before the sandman lays his dust again and we crumple under the weight of plastic skin and flesh clothing

let the years come / let the fear dance between our arms

hold on

keep holding on

until we both turn/ simply red

it’s all i have to say 

(horn solo ends)

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  1. Hi Angela
    Can I have your twitter handle please?

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    • lots of borrowed words from the song…feel like I cannot take much credit ~ a

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      • They may be Simply Red’s words, but you made them yours- and clearly, nobody familiar with the song would have any doubt about that. It’s like a harmony of his voice and yours.

        By the way, I can;t necessarily claim the song to be my favorite, but it has a very powerful resonance for me and brings back memories.

    • It is interesting for I find that people either love or hate this group. I have always loved this song because there is nothing cheery about it – the words may be of a positive note, but the melody is forlorn. As a MH professional, I do ask you not analyze these statements (jk, but not) Have a wonderful weekend, Mark, Cheers! ~ a

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      • It brings me back to the summer of- what was it, 1985? I was doing all that young teenage angst thing, and the forlorn melancholia of his voice coupled with that melody just got to me then.

        Thanks boss. You have a good weekend too! Didn’t quite get enough snow for a 4- day weekend

  2. The Beats ain’t got nuthin on you.

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    • Ha! You are Way too generous with that comment, Mark. Btw, it was your latest that inspired. I read your poem the first go round to the music and it made me want to write something to music despite the midnight hour…so, lots of borrowed content from the song! ~ a

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