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[camwyn]

Didn't know kielle / _redpanda_ as much as some folks on my friendslist did, but I knew her a little, and it sucks that she's dead.

Not poetic, I know, but neither was how it happened. On the other hand...

When I go on Red Cross volunteer missions it seems as if one particular song entwines itself around each one, from whatever I'm hearing on the radio most often. It generally isn't a song that has anything to do with the actual disaster or its aftermath or anything.

But this time, the one I heard most often- on country stations and regular stations alike- was almost certainly being played as often as it was as some kind of emotional response to what Hurricane Katrina did. And I'm thinking, looking at the words now, that it might just possibly suit folks who're missing kielle...

Live Like You Were Dying
Tim McGraw

He said I was in my early forties
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking 'bout the options
and talking 'bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how's it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what'd you do

and he said

I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

He said I was finally the husband
that most the time I wasn't
and I became a friend a friend would like to have
and all the sudden going fishin'
wasn't such an imposition
and I went three times that year I lost my dad
well I finally read the good book
and I took a good long hard look
at what I'd do if I could do it all again

and then

I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.
Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
what'd you do with it what did you do with it
what did I do with it
what would I do with it'

Sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I watched an eagle as it was flying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying

Comments

[autographedcat.livejournal.com]

Thank you for this.

::goes off to look for the song::

[condotierre.livejournal.com]

I hug because I can't do as much as I'd like from here. I'm so sorry life is such a shittin' bitch that way.

[maps-or-guitars.livejournal.com]

Ouch. I just followed the links. That's so brutally sad.

[whobunkyboo.livejournal.com]

I don't know if you know this, but Tim McGraw's natural father (who he never knew until he was an adult) was the Hall of Famer Tug McGraw. Tug died last year of inoperable brain cancer. He wrote the song for him.