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Jess Klein:Ireland

Rained down by wine, circled ‘round by smoke
Your rosy cheeks take on a glow
You think I don’t understand
But I understand

Sunny dreams born leap into the air
Then fade into smoke
You won’t tell me where
But I know where

‘Cause in Ireland you say
Oh, the air they breathe is clean
So I pray, I pray, I pray
For the rain
Make me green

People that you love, they could always leave
They could leave the room
Even when you’re tugging at their sleeve
But the trouble is
They leave if you don’t dare believe
When I said I was leaving baby
Had you already gone there?

To in Ireland you say
The air they breathe is clean
So I pray, I pray, I pray
For the rain
Make me green

Green enough to be your heaven
Green enough to be your sea
Greener than the rolling hills
Could you ever see that in me?

Rained down by wine, circled ‘round by smoke
All you talk about is where you would go
When you look at me,
Do you love this world yet?
Or do you see how much better it could get?

In Ireland you say
The air they breathe is clean
So I pray, I pray, I pray
For the rain
In Ireland you say
The air they breathe is clean
So I pray, I pray, I pray
For the rain
Make me green

Focusing on one aspect of things

Between how much my back hurts and my multiple daily extended crying jags I haven't gotten a lot of packing done. I'm trying to get some taken care of, and it just hurts so much. I was so happy to get this apartment, so delighted to move in, and I'm just crushed at being forced to leave, even if I wasn't already in no shape to tackle it.

I made sure all my signed books were packed. Had a dark little chuckle over Gneil having written "Panic Now" in my copy of DON'T PANIC. Also packed is my signed Hothead Paisan print.

There are a few things that I don't know if I should bring or destroy and trying to make up my mind breaks my heart all over again.