Thursday, June 26, 2008

Not gonna let the apple hit me again

I love the song below and at first I didn’t get why, read the words.


I Move on like a sinner's prayer
Lettin' go like a levee brakes
Walk away as if I don’t care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes
I'm built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there’s no need
Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won’t bleed
My only friends are pirates
It’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory
Than as your man
Never sure when the truth won’t do
I'm pretty good on a lonely night
I move on the way the storm blows through
I never stay but then again I might
I struggle sometimes to find the words
Always sure until I doubt
Walk a line until it blurs
Build walls too high to clime out
But I'm honest to a fault
It’s just who I am
I'm better as a memory
Than as you man
I see you leaning
You’re bound to fall
I don’t want to be that mistake
I’m just a dreamer
Nothing more
You should know it before it gets too late
'Cause Goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they're gonna land
First you’re spinning then your standin' still
Left holdin' A losing hand
One day your gonna find someone
Right away you'll know it’s true
That all of your seekin's done
It’s just a part of the passing through
Right there in that moment
You'll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man
By Kenny Chesney


It hit me like a ton of apples the other day as I was singing along. This bad boy is being decent and that is why we girls took a bite of the forbidden fruit! He is telling us what he knew we’d fall for. Not me never ever again . . . I still like the song but I will keep Eve close to me. I wonder if she prayed for her sisters. I wonder if she hoped that no woman would ever trust the serpent and take the bite of forbidden fruit.

I hope a pray that we can walk away from that bad boy no matter how sweet that fruit looks.

3 comments:

Missy said...

How 'bout a peach? Pistachios are good. Ooh! Pomegranates - mmmm.

You can let your shell get roasted, Milly, but don't burn the peanut. Praying for you and any bad apples that roll your way.

(I'm hungry now)

Kansas Bob said...

My heart is breaking with you Milly and praying that you will come out of this season stronger, wiser and happier than you have ever been.

Your friend, Bob

lmouser said...

Why does the forbidden fruit always look and taste better?

Kinda like the diet food syndrome; if it looks good and tastes great it's obviously designed to make one fat, but if it tastes like cardboard you know your going the right direction.

After all these years I still occasionally fall for the old shinny fruit ploy; I thank God for continually picking me up, brushing me off, and showering me with His grace.