A Song for the Best Day of Your Life

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Cathy Davey - Sing for your Supper

This is all you can do, you can't do anymore. It's not your fault if at this stage you can only rest your head on your arms on your desk, and offer yourself to sleep. Oh, but love, and girls and these swinging chords that give no peace, only exhortations not to give up! Finish that love letter, write that love song, you'll get it right soon, you're almost there. It could be around the corner from everyone of us. Some day you can say it and mean it and there it will be, life, wow, and you're amazed, and you look back, and all those hints, all those signs everywhere, like that song Cathy Davey recorded as a demo, and put up on her MySpace temporarily before taking it down later bashfully, but that song was a hint! That song was a sign, plucked from some random place in the air above a woman's head, not written but discovered, a brick in the yellow brick road. This is not an advert. This is real life, there are real people out there to break your heart, all you have to do is give it. It is a toy, not a collector's item.

Do it now, start looking now, before you find yourself in an empty room, unwrapping your heart in your pocket like a fragile old violin, too brittle to be played now, but at least in near-perfect condition. That old thing never moved nobody, you say, I'll get my money back. Don't let the cobwebs grow! Get moving and start looking for someone who's looking for someone like you.