Happy Mum’s Day

By Johnny Fuery ⋅ March 26, 2006 ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

It’s mother’s day here in Britain, which means all the nice places for lunch are packed with big families. It’s kinda cool to watch the strays (like me) wander around in ones and twos while the rest of the country wants to get away from a group of twenty. :-)

Anyhow. I had a moment of silence at Starbucks a few minutes ago. Apparently they’re selling an Alanis Morissette CD through their Hear Music label, because I heard a song called “Your House” I hadn’t heard since at least 1998. I remember exactly where I was and who I was with when I heard it. It obviously made me stop, listen, and think long enough to blog about it, so I went ahead and fetched the lyrics:

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I went to your house
Walked up the stairs
Opened your door without ringing the bell
Walked down the hall
Into your room where I could smell you

And I shouldn’t be here
Without permission
Shouldn’t be here…

Would you forgive me love if I dance in your shower?
Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon?

I took off my clothes
Put on your robe
Went through your drawers
And I found your cologne
Went down do the den
Found your CD’s
And I played your Joni

And I shouldn’t stay long
You might be home soon
Shouldn’t stay long…

Would you forgive me love if I danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon?

I burned your incense
I ran a bath
I noticed a letter that sat on your desk
It said: “Hello love.
I love you so, love.

Meet me at midnight.”
And no, it wasn’t my writing
I’d better go soon

It wasn’t my writing

So forgive me love if I cry in your shower
So forgive me love for the salt in your bed
So forgive me love if I cry all afternoon

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I’m over the self-doubt aspects (the “how could you/am I really this stupid/is it my fault” crap) of being cheated on — I can tell, because the song actually made me smile in the “I remember… and I’m so glad it (and she) is in the past” sorta way — but I have to admit the song gave me a hell of a lot more pause than it did when I first heard it 8 years ago. To be honest, I don’t think I’d have remembered it if the girl who played it for me all those years ago hadn’t made a big fuss about it… Something about it being a hidden track, I think.

Enough ruminating… off to the gym and countryside exploration. It’s warm today in Bristol… I only need my sweathshirt, not the double-Northface with a sweater action I’ve been pulling for the past week.