Keeping Pace

Keeping Pace

Archives for February 3, 2010

along for the ride

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This guy is starting to develop a quirky personality. He has starting to expect certain things because it once happened and he happened to like it. Today, he decided that he was coming with me to pick up YaYa. Being the softy that I am, I gave in.

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killing me softly

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Strumming

I heard he sang a good song,
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him,
to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy,
a stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever,
embarassed by the crowd
I felt he’d found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish,
but he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers
— Killing Me Softly by Roberta Flack —

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