Thursday, November 13, 2003

LOVE WILL SAVE THE DAY

Listen as your day unfolds,

Challenge what the future holds

Try and keep your head up to the sky....




TinyTuna knows this song. The PBS television station uses a portion of it as background music for a promo clip which features various kids shows. I think PBS is incredibly hip and cool. Arthur, Clifford, Elmo, Zoom Kids, Mr. Rogers.....



You gotta be

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, You gotta be wiser,

you gotta be hard, You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger.....




As soon as the song comes on TV, she cranks the volume and start singing All I know is, love will save the day. How awesome is that? It's a great song. Feeling very cool and hip for once because hey, I own this CD, I decided to surprise her this weekend and I played it one day when we were in the car. Of course, she was ecstatic. The CD booklet had all the words in it, so in true TinyTuna fashion, we played it over and over and over again. Meanwhile, I offered silent thanks that this song was half as long as August's obsession The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.



Herald what your mother said,

Readin' the books your father read

Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time




This weekend as we are singing and driving around town, TinyTuna says, "I think this would make a good funeral song." Woah. What? "Really? What makes you say that?" I ask, trying to encourage additional conversation. TinyTuna says, "Well, I know that funerals are sad, and maybe this is bad to say, but.....well...but it is just that the words are really comforting." So now, I'm about ready to cry. "Wow." I say. "I think so too. What words do you like?" TinyTuna says, "Well, I like them all. I just like the words about love, and I think it would make people feel better when they are sad." Keep in mind, TinyTuna has never been to a funeral, and has known only one person well enough to "miss them" when they passed away. And here she is, talking about funerals and finding inspiration for people who are hurting. GramTuna and I exchange the silent look of "Sheesh, this kid can be scarily deep when she wants to be" and keep going about our day.



Yesterday, the news from my old neighborhoood went from bad to worse. The media reported that the man who turned himself in to the authorities and was arraigned was the victim's son. My younger brother's childhood friend. A kid from the neighborhood. I had hoped against hope this wasn't going to be the case. But it was. I turned off the radio, and hit the CD button, anxious to play whatever was in there.



You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, You gotta stay together

All I know, all I know, love will save the day.




TinyTuna was right.

Lyrics from "Ya Gotta Be" (Des'ree -- I Ain't Movin' -Sony Records, 1994)

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