Midnight, street light,
Shadows, touch your face
Whisper, goodnight,
Though I want you so, to stay.
I'm standing on the hardline,
Taking my sweet time
Praying that you'll see why,
I' m slow to change.
Been fighting on the front line,
Victim of a heart crime
Just can't let you steal mine away
Listen, reasons never will explain.
Freedom, is just to save time,
'Til I'm strong enough,
To bend and not break.
-- Waylon Jennings "Hard line"
I was cleaning out some old cds tonight and came across one that has this song on it. This song brings me back to a deciding moment in my life. One night. Actually, more like a few hours. Minutes really. Oh the stupidity of youth. When all you think you want is there for the taking, but due to stupidity, ego, or cruelty. I'm not sure which applies, or even if they do. But seeing as how things are now, I don't think I would change it. No, I'm certain I wouldn't change it. We pay as we go and there are no refunds. So it begs the question, after all these years am I strong enough to bend and not break?
