And I’ll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense then you’ll lose your mind
And I’ll use you as a focal point
So I don’t lose sight of what I want
And I’ve moved further than I thought I could
But I missed you more than I thought I would
And I’ll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense then you’ll lose your mind
And I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
And I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
And I’ll use you as a makeshift gauge
Of how much to give and how much to take
Oh I’ll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense then you’ll lose your mind
Oh and I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
And I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
And I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
And I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me
‘I Found‘ ~Amber Run~
I can’t believe December is more than half over and Christmas is rushing toward me at breakneck speed and there’s no way I can dodge it. It’s not that I really want to avoid it, but it’s always been a difficult time for me. Well, not always…maybe……but it goes back a long way. I think back to when there was a stocking with lots of goodies in it and gifts that are only seen with my minds eye now, I do have good memories of Christmas as a child. There was always a big meal with extended family that, as a child I was oblivious of the family tensions, so I remember my Grandad always sitting with us kids at the small table, apart from all the adults….and of course the games everyone played. It was always family tradition for everyone to partake in some sort of game for the afternoon, Crokinole was always popular…along with Hearts and Pit. As the years went by and I got older Christmas got more difficult…..the family gatherings ended and it became a quiet day that wasn’t much different than any other. This year is going to be a quiet Christmas, being thankful that we’re all still here to see it and be together being enough. Because when it comes down to it….isn’t that all that matters?
