I was riding back over the bay bridge in the passenger seat of Jason’s Jeep. We’ve been working hard, up early, painting, sanding, staining, sealing, and lots of house music, laughter and friendship. The day had been warm and sultry. There’s nothing in the whole world like a warm day in San Francisco. The fog streams over the hills as the sun sets into the Pacific, the marine layer protects the southern side of the peninsula, and the colors shine in all directions. People are out in the streets, windows down, music playing.
This song came on the stereo, I looked out the window of the car, and watched the city approach and the bay recede. The wind against my face, and tears streaming over my cheeks and into my ears. Yeah. I can live without you. I am. And I suppose all this work I’ve been doing on myself is my assurance that this heart ache will end, and one day I’ll smile my radiant smile into someone else’s eyes. I’ll feel their hands on my face, and welcome their kindness when I’m in tears like this.
But today, in the wind, in the world, I got love on my mind, in my heart, on the tip of my tongue, and there is a stream of roses flying through the air behind this fucking jeep as we roar through the city, into the future.
Freemasons Got Love On My Mind ambient version
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thanks for posting this song- it’s speaking to me today.
* sigh *
Yes, let’s roar into the future.
: )