Can't Do It Alone

The power went out at our house yesterday afternoon. It was only about 4:30, but this time of year it gets dark early. Tuffy lit some candles. No 'net. Too dark to read a real book, and all my e-books had considerately returned themselves to the library.

I sat in the dark, listening to music. It's been a while since I did that. I pretty much stopped listening to music when I got to where I could no longer play it, but that's stupid. Too many choices, but I come back to a few favorites, over and over. Chris Smither is always good. Just as I got through the playlist, the power came back on.

Turn off the lights and listen to this.

Chris Smither
Help Me Now




I've been a fool of singular cool, all by myself
Nobody showed me how, I was born that way
Every day is a solo played on a single string
Nobody shows up, and nobody walks away

What do I do when the tune is through
How'm I gonna get me home
What would you say if I turned your way
And said "Help me now, I can't do it alone.
Won't you help me now, I can't do it alone."

Because lonesome is as lonesome does, and I do it
Perfect practice keeps me next to me
Nobody needs to need me, there's nothing to it
Friends you don't make always let you be

Where do I go to close this show
This one-man-band-to-the-bone
Why does it feel like such a deal
To say "Help me now, I can't do it alone.
Won't you help me now, I can't do it alone."

Well there's a bitter taste to this wicked waste of emotion
In the time it took just to dig myself this hole
Finding peace of mind in this commotion
Terrifies my solitary soul

Tell me how to see outside of me
Tell me what I should have known
Start at the top and don't stop
Till I can say "Help me now, I can't do it alone."
Won't you help me now, I can't do it alone."