[Wneighbor]

I'm here! :-)

Me too! For a while. I'm going in to work in a little bit, but taking a few minutes now. :-)

Tag. You're it. The life of the party! :-)

[RosieCotton]

Your tagline has gotten a song stuck in my head for the past couple days. Sad song, too.

ARTIST: David Wilcox
TITLE: The Eye of the Hurricane
Lyrics


The tank is full, the switch is on
The night is warm, the cops are gone
The rocket-bike is all her own
It's called a hurricane

She told me once it's quite a ride
It's shaped so there's this place inside
Where if you're moving, you can hide
Safe within the rain

{Refrain}
She wants to run away
But there's no where that she can go
Nowhere the pain won't come again
But she can hide
Hide in the pouring rain
She rides the eye of a hurricane.

Tell the truth, explain to me
How you got this need for speed
She laughed and said
"It might just be the next best thing to love"

Hope is gone, and she confessed
That when you lay your dream to rest
You can get what's second best
But it's hard to get enough

{Refrain}

We saw her ride, so fast last night
Racing by in a flash of light
Riding quick the street was dark
The shining truck she thought was parked
It blocked her path, stopped her heart
But not the hurricane

She saw her chance to slip the trap
There was just the room to pass him back
But then it moved, closed the gap
She never felt the pain.

{Refrain}


*snif*