Every silver lining's got a touch of grey..

Rather a pensive mood the last few days. February's are hard. Last February I was in a completely different place than I find myself this year, and it jolts me to the realization of how quickly our lives can change, almost before we can reconcile ourselves to the idea. I had a different job, [almost] a different car, and a number of loved ones, and suddenly this year, I'm without them. I'm richer in life, in material goods, in years, yet poorer in rays of sunshine, comfortable Sundays, and family history. I had pretty much summed up 2006 as a terrible year by the time we ended last February, and I truly feel I hit the nail on the head. The negatives far outweighed the positives.

Yet tonight, as I was driving home from the gym, I honed in on a song playing on the radio. I knew the song, but didn't know what band sang it, so when I got home, I Googled it. I never thought I would align myself with Grateful Dead lyrics, but, hey, if it's one thing I've learned in the past year, it's that you never know when life is going to throw you a curve ball...

Touch of Grey - emphasis mine

Must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by number morning sky
Looks so phony

Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains I don't care 'cause
It's all right

I will get by / I will get by
I will get by / I will survive

I see you've got your list out
Say your piece and get out
Yes I get the gist of it but
It's all right

Sorry that you feel that way
The only thing there is to say
Every silver lining's got a Touch of Grey

I will get by / I will get by
I will get by / I will survive

It's a lesson to me
The Ables and the Bakers and the C's
ABC's we all must face
And try to keep a little grace

It's a lesson to me
The deltas and the east and the freeze
The ABC's we all think of
Try to give a little love.

I know the rent is in arrears
The dog has not been fed in years
It's even worse than it appears
But it's all right.

Cows giving kerosene
Kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it's all right

I will get by / I will get by
I will get by / I will survive

The shoe is on the hand it fits
There's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
Cause it's all right.

Oh well a Touch Of Grey
Kind of suits you anyway.
That was all I had to say
It's all right.

I will get by / I will get by
I will get by / I will survive
We will get by / We will get by
We will get by / We will survive