Song in my head

[patgund]

Cannot get "Never Be Mine" by Kate Bush out of my head. Just in a loop......


I look at you and see
My life that might have been:
Your face just ghostly in the smoke.
They're setting fire to the cornfields
As you're taking me home.
The smell of burning fields
Will now mean you and here.

This is where I want to be.
This is what I need.
This is where I want to be.
This is what I need.
This is where I want to be,
But I know that this will never be mine.

Ooh, the thrill and the hurting.
The thrill and the hurting.
I know that this will never be mine.

I want you as the dream,
Not the reality.
That clumsy goodbye-kiss could fool me,
But I'm looking back over my shoulder
At you, happy without me.

This is where I want to be.
This is what I need.
This is where I want to be.
This is what I need.
This is where I want to be,
But I know that this will never be mine.

Ooh, the thrill and the hurting.
The thrill and the hurting.
I know that this will never be mine.

Comments

[angelique69.livejournal.com]

Gee, can't imagine why this song would hit several nerves. *Comfort hugs* Blessed Be, Angelique

[farmount.livejournal.com]

My own issues regarding these lyrics have to do with the underlying theme. "I have this idea/dream but I know this will never happen." Perhaps it has to do with my own dream getting shredded last year. Part of me wants to shake the singer and say "Look at what you DO have and what you can make out of your life."

Perhaps the way I deal with my depression is by denying it.

[patgund.livejournal.com]

Perhaps the way I deal with my depression is by denying it.

It's possible. I suspect part of me is still mourning mine. Which happens. What bothers me though is I find myself more and more restricting my emotions and feelings, only allowing myself to care for my daughter. Which is only problematic is that I have *no* idea how to stop the process any more. (sigh) I'll figure it out. Besides, I'l still trying to figure out just how chocolate I really am. (laugh)