"Amie" - Damien Rice
I woke up this morning in tears. I guess the warmth of them rolling down my cheeks was too difficult to ignore. It was early and I was still very tired, but my mind and body lost its urge to stay asleep. I pulled the covers over me and forced my eyes shut. I wasn't ready to get up just yet, but no matter what I did to find my sleep again I knew full well that I was wide awake.
This song crept into my bed before my first alarm went off. It found its way into a safe, little nook between my pillows and comforted me. Half an hour passed when I finally got out of bed, splashed cold water against my face, and prepared myself for another day. It was going to be a long one so I brought out my dusty ol' iPod in hopes that today the cords would fit. I needed to hear more of this song.
Suddenly, my little Mini was filled with "Amie" and I felt whole again. She played continuously as I made my way down familiar streets and along a surprisingly empty freeway. I exited and took my time driving through the hills until she came to an end.
I carefully unplugged the charger and tucked my iPod back to its original spot. As I gathered my stuff together, one of the cords must have gotten tangled around my lunch bag. When I got up to leave, the bag yanked the cord and out popped my iPod. It landed on the passenger's side floor and switched back on. I turned it over to switch it off and there on the front was the picture of this album cover glowing back at me. I don't know why I didn't notice it before, but seeing it again after all that's happened since and especially after my dream, brought back a very distinct memory.
I remember when I first received this CD. It came in a thin piece of cardboard wrapped in plastic. Someone handed it to me as I was sitting at my desk. I remember putting my caller on hold and walking up to the window, looking down from 4-stories high on Flair Dr. I tried to see if I could catch you, but you were long gone. I remember holding the CD, feeling so happy as I held it. I remember thinking how you were on a time crunch, but still managed to wait long enough to buy this right when the store first opened. This was your very first "gift" to me. You wanted something to keep me company while you were away.
It's funny that out of all the songs off of any albums, my mind chose this song off of this specific album when I needed company again today.
Lyrics:
Nothing unusual, nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain
And there's no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
Nothing unusual, nothing's changed
Just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it,
There's something I've learned
Cuz you feel it when they take it away
Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
And Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/damienrice/amie.html
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I woke up this morning in tears. I guess the warmth of them rolling down my cheeks was too difficult to ignore. It was early and I was still very tired, but my mind and body lost its urge to stay asleep. I pulled the covers over me and forced my eyes shut. I wasn't ready to get up just yet, but no matter what I did to find my sleep again I knew full well that I was wide awake.
This song crept into my bed before my first alarm went off. It found its way into a safe, little nook between my pillows and comforted me. Half an hour passed when I finally got out of bed, splashed cold water against my face, and prepared myself for another day. It was going to be a long one so I brought out my dusty ol' iPod in hopes that today the cords would fit. I needed to hear more of this song.
Suddenly, my little Mini was filled with "Amie" and I felt whole again. She played continuously as I made my way down familiar streets and along a surprisingly empty freeway. I exited and took my time driving through the hills until she came to an end.
I carefully unplugged the charger and tucked my iPod back to its original spot. As I gathered my stuff together, one of the cords must have gotten tangled around my lunch bag. When I got up to leave, the bag yanked the cord and out popped my iPod. It landed on the passenger's side floor and switched back on. I turned it over to switch it off and there on the front was the picture of this album cover glowing back at me. I don't know why I didn't notice it before, but seeing it again after all that's happened since and especially after my dream, brought back a very distinct memory.
I remember when I first received this CD. It came in a thin piece of cardboard wrapped in plastic. Someone handed it to me as I was sitting at my desk. I remember putting my caller on hold and walking up to the window, looking down from 4-stories high on Flair Dr. I tried to see if I could catch you, but you were long gone. I remember holding the CD, feeling so happy as I held it. I remember thinking how you were on a time crunch, but still managed to wait long enough to buy this right when the store first opened. This was your very first "gift" to me. You wanted something to keep me company while you were away.
It's funny that out of all the songs off of any albums, my mind chose this song off of this specific album when I needed company again today.
Lyrics:
Nothing unusual, nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain
And there's no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
Nothing unusual, nothing's changed
Just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it,
There's something I've learned
Cuz you feel it when they take it away
Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
And Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/damienrice/amie.html
Image from Google.com
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