Monday, April 9, 2007

The Reader Of My Hand (Leader of the Band, Dan Fogelberg)

I just can't get my mind off of LOST. Or Dan Fogelberg either, apparently; I have a funny feeling Same Old Lang Syne is next... Anyway, here's Claire's declaration of love for Aaron, to the tune of Leader of the Band.

The Reader of My Hand

My only child, born in the wild,
My perfect little son,
I didn't think that this would work.
I was all prepared to run.
I was alone, and I had grown
More certain by the day
That you'd only have a happy home
If I gave you away.

I stood my ground, refusing
A single mother's fate.
I thought I wasn't old enough,
Thought the burden was too great.
What an adventure this has been!
At last I understand
The wisdom in that psychic's goal.
I've found love in this strange land.

The reader of my hand had tried
Making me accept this role,
Said I should because I'm innocent
And there's sweetness in my soul.
Now that you're here, I'm quite content,
Though this was not my plan.
I'm thankful for the prophecy
Of the reader of my hand.

See, my perspective shifted.
You broke through my inner wall.
It's sublime to swaddle you
Until you start to crawl.
You're left without a dad, though
Charlie plays the figure well;
I could be his wife, you know,
But only time will tell.

How could I ever choose to
Give you life, then let you go?
How could I doubt you needed me
And I needed you more?
One look at you reminds me
I can hack this mommy stuff.
Oh, Aaron, I can't ever say
"I love you" near enough.

The reader of my hand had tried
Making me accept this role,
Said I should because I'm innocent
And there's sweetness in my soul.
Now that you're here, I'm quite content,
Though this was not my plan.
I'm thankful for the prophecy
Of the reader of my hand.

So thankful for the prophecy
Of the reader of my hand.


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