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33 AKA Oh, Adam.

33 AKA Oh, Adam.

Once upon a time there was a boy named Chris who, under the influence of a great amount of hallucinogenics,  spent a great long while trying to convince me of the significance of the number 3 and told me of the number 33 being even more magic….

Well, yesterday, I turned 33 and I thought of him.

I had intended to write a long superlative post on the many symbolic, mystical and trivial things related to the number 33….But I heard this song on the way home and realized I am 33…while remembering when I bought this album, I was 19 and pregnant…33 seemed soooooooooo old and 17 seemed so recent. Gees.

Now this song means ever so much more.

All my Friends by Adam Duritz (Counting Crows)

Thought i might get a rocket ride
When i was a child but it was a lie
That i told myself when i needed something good
At 17 had a better dream
Now i’m 33 and it isn’t me
But i’d think of something better if i could

All my friends and lovers leave me behind
I’m still looking for a girl
One way or another
I’m just hoping to find a way
To put my feet out in the world

Caught some grief from a falling leaf
As she tumbled down to the dirty ground
Said i shoulda put her back there if i could
But everyone needs a better day
And i’m trying to find me a better way
To get from the things i do to the things i should

All my friends and lovers leave me alone
To try and have a little fun
One way or another
I’m just wish i had known
To go out walking in the sun
Find out if you were the one

Do you wanna come a little closer?
Do you wanna dance with me?
Do you wanna hum a little harder now?
Can you see her waiting there?
Can you see her? cause i’m almost there
Can you see her waiting there for someone like me?

All you want is a beauty queen
Not a superstar
But everybody’s dream machine
All you want is a place to lay your head
You go to sleep dreaming how you would
Be a different kind if you thought you could
But you come awake the way you are instead

All my friends and lovers shine like the sun
I just turn and walk away
One way or another
I’m not coming undone
I’m just waiting for the day

Missing a Ghost

Missing a Ghost

I think on some level Adam Duritz and I are bipolar soulmates. His lyrics have spoken to me throughout the years in unexpected and evolving ways. Since I was 13 years old, I have experienced my life through August and Everything After to Underwater Sunshine.

Today, I am “raining in baltimore.”

This circus is falling down on it’s knees
The big top is crumbling down
It’s raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one’s around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don’t have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
And I get no answers
And I don’t get no change
It’s raining in Baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There’s things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train Baby, if I listen real hard
And I wish, I wish it was a small world
Because I’m lonely for the big towns
I’d like to hear a little guitar
I guess it’s time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I really need a raincoat
I really really need a rain coat
I really really really need a rain coat
I really need a raincoat