You have been reading some very strange books / you wanna go to hell, but just for one quick look / did you not realize how long you’d have to stay / and all the memories you’d have to take away
I give advice – and I don’t give orders! / You’re gonna fall / you’re gonna rise above it all
The strain that you feel not making trouble for yourself / comes out as strain, strain for someone else / you may try to bar the devil from your door, but / he got in once, and you know he wants more
I give advice – and I don’t give orders! / You’re gonna fall / you’re gonna rise above it all
So anyway I wrote the above noted song after we were living in Amedeo Garden Court, which would be around 1985 or so.
It was really really weird to have it come into my mind yesterday. It matches the Supernatural show. That freaked me out.
Then I remembered how many times I’ve written songs that either came true or acted as love magic. My muse is an odd and powerful critter.
