good is good

I'm sure most of you would've read about Sheryl Crow's break up with cyclist Lance Armstrong just last week. I'm a fan of both. Good things do come to an end.

Back in November 2005 I went to Crow's concert with iJun. It was absolutely fantastic, considering I haven't been to a concert in the longest time - oh wait, there was Sting mid last year too - and if I wasn't much of a fan before that, I am now after her performance.

Listening to her songs bring back memories. Her Wildflower album would always do that. Perfect Lie sums it up very well. So does I Know Why.

Early this morning I was (and still am) plugged into my iPod, with Good is Good wafting through the earphones. I love the tune, I love the composition. Usually I just enjoy it as it is.

There was something about the song today that made me really listen to the lyrics. I did a search on the Net and checked it out. I couldn't help but feel shivers down my spine and feel a tightness in my throat. There's part of me in there.

Listen.


Good is Good

Good is good and bad is bad
But you don't know which one you had
She put your books out on the sidewalk
Now they're blowing 'round
But they won't help you when you're down

Love's on your list of things to do
To bring your good luck back to you
And if you think that everything's unfair
Would you care if you're the last one standing there

And every time you hear the rolling thunder
You turn and run before the lightning strikes
And does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by

I don't hold no mystery
But I can show you how to turn the key
'Cause all I know is where I started
So downhearted
And that's not where you want to be

And every time you hear the rolling thunder
You turn and run before the lightning strikes
And you could find a rock to crawl right under
And let your good times pass you by

When the day is done
And the world is sleeping
And the moon is on its way to shine
All your friends are gone
You thought were so worth keeping
You feel you don't belong
But you don't know why

And every time you hear the rolling thunder
You turn and run before the lightning strikes
And does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by

Every time you hear the rolling thunder
And you turn and run before the lightning strikes
Well does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by

When the day is done
And the world is sleeping
And the moon is on its way to shine, shine
And all your friends are gone
You thought were so worth keeping
You feel you don't belong
Neither do I

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