Even though I drank last night and went to bed filled with self-hatred, I woke up with an opening paragraph for my Italian History paper in my head, and the following song looping round. I quickly wrote out the paragraph, and here's the song. (Perhaps I should make something of it...)
COMES ONCE IN A LIFETIME
From the Broadway Show "Subways Are For Sleeping" (1961)
(Jule Styne / Betty Comden / Adolph Green)
Every day, just go along dawn till sundown
Here's a rundown
Every day that comes, comes once in a lifetime
Take each day and gather the rosebuds in it
Fill each minute
Every day that comes, comes once in a lifetime
Think of now, tomorrow is waiting in the wings
Who knows what it brings
While the future waits, the present swings
Day to day, in Brooklyn or China 'cross the bay
Only once comes this particular sky
Only once these precious hours go by
Only once in a lifetime the day comes by
So live, live, live, live today
Think of now, tomorrow is waiting in the wings
Who knows what it brings
While the future waits, the present swings
From day to day, in Brooklyn or China 'cross the bay
Only once comes this particular sky
Only once these precious hours go by
Only once in a lifetime a day comes by
So live, live, live, come on and live today
7 comments:
Great song.
I want to hear it sometime.
Once in a while I feel the present very strongly too.
Love, Hammer
Hammer-- you WILL hear it. Some guy is singing it in my cabaret! Probably why it was in my head...
Okay, I added a link for the song to play. It's hokey, I know...
Who can name the singer???
:)
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None of you will believe this but I actually ran into Narc on the street today coming back from lunch.
He recognized me.
He said, “Hey, your Hyde’s neighbor, aren’t you?”
NDN: Um, yeah, hi N.
N: Well, um, uh, how’s everything going?
NDN: (Grudgingly accepts the conversation starter) It’s going fine I guess, how about you?
N: Could be better, I’ve been having some money issues lately, I can’t even afford to get this button sewn back on to my shirt and I don’t really know how to sew. (shows me the shirt.)
NDN: Hmm, you know, I’m sure that Hyde wouldn’t mind sewing that on for you, she’s quite skilled as you know.
N: Really? You really think she’d do that for me?
NDN: I’m sure.
N: Cool, well, if you see her before I do, here’s the shirt.
NDN: No problem.
So, Hyde, I have a shirt for you that needs the button sewn back on. I’ll give it to you tonight and to keep things consistent I’ll give it back to N when I see him next.
Sound good?
Ah, NDN-- you are such a kind soul to take care of Narc like that. Although I don't know how good my button sewing skills are!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha muahhhha ha ha ha ha.
ndn is a real kind soul. But you're sewing the button.
Yeah, except Narc doesn't live in this neighborhood, he NEVER would have told NDN he was broke or have given him a shirt... And why would NDN take the shirt BACK when he has no reason to ever be in contact with Narc...
I have a feeling NDN needs a button sewn for himself. In fact, I know so...
-h-
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