Cranberry

Something wild happens when I listen to the song 'Ode to my Family' by the Cranberries. The flood gates open. I mean, I literally start leaking from my eyeballs a waterfall and then have to go blow my nose. There is a name for this action though i dare only say that it's a form of leakage. All this talk of Golden Retrievers connects to my older brother and his lovely wife recently visiting, and feeling coccooned in a swath of love and laughter. I made him a CD before he left and decided to put 'Ode to my Family' on it. As I was listening; Niagara.He was out packing up the Westfalia, to drive across the country, see some icebergs, and then nestle back into his mountain home. My family is scattered like a rainstorm. We are not close to being in one place and I suppose that is alright. Just being together for a brief period like that and suddenly I'm on a raft in the red ocean off of Prince Edward Island while the rest of the family collects sand dollars in low tide. I'm in Buffalo, NY, watching STING sing Fields of Gold in an open sky ampphitheatre while Dead Heads wait for a 'miracle' outside the gates, spinner chicks whirl like dervishes on the outskirts and we watch the place fill up while the sun goes down and hells angels smoke opium joints in front of us (though at the time we didn't know what it was). Playing frisbee golf on the land in Almonte with the rush of a water fall in the background, Buddy stealing the frisbee, much to our shagrin. The country home. The country air.
Understand the things I say
don't turn away from me
Cause I spent half my life out there
You wouldn't disagree
D'you see me, d'you see
Do you like me, do you like me standing there
d'you notice, d'you know
do you see me, do you see me
does anyone care about
happiness was when I was younger
And we didn't give a damn
'Cause we were raised
To see life as funny and take it if we dare
My mother, my mother she hold me
did she hold me, when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care
Understand what I've become
It wasn't my design
And people everywhere think
something better than I am
But I miss you, I miss
'Cause I liked it, I liked it
When I was out there
When I was out there
d'you notice, d'you know
You did not find me, you did not find
does anyone care
about happiness like when I was younger
and we didn't give a damn
'Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we dare
My mother, my mother she hold me
did she hold me, when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care
does anyone care