Thursday, September 20, 2007

I was beautiful then...........................................

Anyone that has been on the move for 20 hours or more can appreciate the lyrics as Grizzabella laments her decline...My little Sophie and I watched Cats last night and the words from Memory brought back fond albeit powerfully bittersweet "memories" from both the RED ASS 300 and the 24 Hours @ 9Mile, while at the same time bolstering my eargerness for the upcoming 12 hour race @ THE THUNDER DOWN...
Lyrics from Memory [from the Broadway Mega-hit, Cats]

See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn

I am waiting for the day . . .

Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then [or: "I was strong and fast back then" cpf :)]
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp [or; "Every bikelight" cpf :)]
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters [or: "and the wheelset gutters" cpf]
And soon it will be morning

Daylight I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life [or: "I must think of a new sport" cpf]
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over [or : "The bike light dies..." cpf]

Another day is dawning


  1. CATS? Are you kidding me?

  2. farrow. your always talking about cats dang it. LUMBERJACK CLUB

  3. Just cuz I'm tougher than nails don't mean I can't take in a musical now and then, and even secretly shed a tear during a sorrowful solo by a damsel in distress!!!!
    The author