things are gonna be quiet tonight - I'm gonna get some stuff in here I've really wanted to get in here -

For one - a new Kate Rusby song - The Lark - it sounds hokier then hell to read, but if you heard it it'd kill you

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Out in the fields where the lark it flies
over the earth where my heart lies
oh how it sings when the west winds blow
out in the field where no one goes

Oh how the cold will you let me in
if you could me speak where would I begin
Time it is passed now and I roam free
Is it wrong to wish you still need me
Is it wrong to wish you still need me

Out in the field where the lark it sings
here I was waiting for all these things
there I stood and there I fell
out in the field that I know well

Oh how the cold will you let me in
if you could me speak where would I begin
Time it is passed now and I roam free
Is it wrong to wish you still need me
Is it wrong to wish you still need me

Out in the field where the lark resides
Here I'll remain where my heart can hide
Only the lark and the west winds know
Out in this field where no one goes

Oh how the cold will you let me in
if you could me speak where would I begin
Time it is passed now and I roam free
Is it wrong to wish you still need me
Is it wrong to wish you still need me

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I love that last line of the chorus - I think it expresses a common thought but one we never really express that much...

Is it wrong to wish you still need me..... - damn - know what that feels like.

More on the woman front to come - they're pains in the asses to be sure -

RB