When My Time Comes…

Could be wrong here, but haven’t run across many folks who share songs with their cats. Sure, there’s the story of the dog who goes bonkers when a certain tune plays. But cats? I’m going to pretend that’s unique to My Harley and myself.

Minnesota Public Radio gave me DAWES via iTunes. And I ❤ it. Gadora has it looped and I’ve  recently heard it out and about. Me likes. It’d come up in my queue and I’d belt out the chorus, then realized Harley didn’t like it so much. (It’s much better left to the professionals!)

When Harley was around, I especially liked singing it off-key (totally on purpose… right…), which got him utterly riled up. Cranky Pants would hop up and click his claws all over the house, following the deafening pitch. And just for him the BFF and I would sing it ALL OVER THE HOUSE.

His video was only taken a few weeks ago, I didn’t know his time was coming… But I’m happy we have our song…

There were moments of dreams I was offered to save
I live less like a workhorse more like a slave
I thought that one quick moment that was noble or brave
Would be worth the most of my life.

So I pointed my fingers and shout a few quotes I knew
As if something that’s written should be taken as true
But every path I have taken and conclusion I drew
Would put truth back under the knife.

And now the only piece of advice that continues to help:
Is anyone that´s making anything new only breaks something else.

When my time comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.
When my times comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.

So I took what I wanted and put it out of my reach
I wanted to pay for my successes with all my defeats
And if heaven was all that was promised to me
Why don’t I pray for death?
And now it seems like the unraveling has started too soon
Now I’m sleeping in hallways and I´m drinking perfume
And I’m speaking to mirrors and I’m howling at moons
While the worst and the worst that it gets.

Oh you can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks.
Yes you can stare into the abyss
but it’s staring right back.

When my time comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.
When my time comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.

Oh you can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks.
Yes you can stare into the abyss
but it’s staring right back.

When my time comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.
When my time comes
Ohhhhh oh oh oh.

*No need to comment we keep our day jobs, we know there’s not a snowballs chance we’ll be signed with any label any time soon.

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2 thoughts on “When My Time Comes…

  1. I’ve been trying to think of something to write to you since you wrote that you lost Harley. I couldn’t come up with anything. I loved the video. That was one handsome cat. Thanks for sharing the song. Ann

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