And the moon's laying low in the sky // Forcing everything metal to shine // and the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case // ...

...they argue "walk this way," "no walk this way". That wouldn't fit up there. But really I'm not sure you need many of the lyrics at all for this song today (that is a pretty perfect one, just sing that one over and over to the beat if you wish). Like do you ever feel a song attaching itself to a moment, but sometimes not even really the lyrics, just the notes and rhythms and how they together add perfect color to a special moment? That's what I'm talking about. Haha (sigh), so I go over to my best lady friend Melissa's house at around 7:00 PM and we greet each other and we are off to what I originally had as a surprise place in Detroit, but after a barrage of questions (ha), I told her that we were going down to the Campus Martius park/ice rink. Good times, right? Well you forget who was driving down there, so after we are talking and talking we discover that the Ambassador Bridge is over our shoulders and after I turn it around and miss I-75 (more talkins) we are exactly in the middle of noplace, which sounds scary, (lost on a winter's night in Detroit), but I'll tell you something it was the best time ever. We laughed, shared padded insults, stories and even made a game of it, taking turns on wild guesses as to what road to take next. If only I could get a map and a red pen and draw where we went, it was hilarious. We ended up at a Cabin restaurant and discovered that we were in Plymouth, about an hour off course, so after jolly phone calls to get the right direction, we 4 hours later (on the dot) made it back to her place and it was magical. We laughed, shared silent moments....I don't know, you'd have to know our friendship, I mean you have a friend like that too so you know it, I won't even go detail by detail, I think I'll save that for on the inside. There were these trees after she recognized our path, they had this perfect blanket of snow wrapped around them like two rich actresses with mink scarves, I took a picture to remember that, but to also remember this great time we had. For me the exclamation point was driving away from the house with the horn part of this song ROARING (towards the end, after "cause we're comin' For ya!") and maybe this will only make sense to myself, but even though it is 'Taps', it sounded full of life rather than death, it was glorious. We should indeed all get lost more often.