Lyrics for Thursday and Melissa Etheridge Concert

Don’t You Need 

By Melissa Etheridge 

I had a dream late last night

The water was running low

And my fields were on fire, burning my sky

My body was moving slow

And when I awoke I tasted the sweat 

Of desire on my mouth

And I realized my heart had abducted my mind

And they were last seen headed south

Now I can't sleep I'm so wired

And I find myself screaming out

Don't you need? Don't you want?

Can't you taste it when you're alone?

Don't you cry? Don't you feel?

Sometimes I wonder if you are real

Don't you bleed, don't you need

There's no quenching the thirst, there's no relief

For the hungry at heart

And as far as you're concerned I'm just a thief

Entertaining in the dark

But it's you that holds the cards

Now that the joker is wild

Don't you need? Don't you want?

Can't you taste it when you're alone?

Don't you cry? Don't you feel?

Sometimes I wonder if you are real

Don't you bleed, don't you need

Don't you want to lay it down

And feel your skin against the ground?

Don't you want to ride the storm

And then sleep inside the calm?

Don't you want to get that high?

Don't you want to be satisfied?

Well if you don't want it from me

Don't you need?

I had a dream late last night

The water was running low

And my fields were on fire, burning my sky

How was I to know

That I burn every night in my dreams

And only morning can set me free

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My Thursday major events mostly took place on the phone and on Skype. We're having to reconsider the kind and amount of help Paul's mother needs in assisted living, which required consultation with both the facility where they live and with his brothers, and I have a friend who's going through some personal stuff, so I was trying to figure out whether I could help her out. It was quite warm, but we walked to the beach, where the water is finally warmer and the sand is lovely, and I talked to most of my Thursday chat group. 

We watched the season finale of The Boys, which I had read that the producers were uneasy about given current events, and without any spoilers, let's just say that I never know whether to laugh or cry when that show accurately predicts or reflects the shitshow that is American corporate politics and media. Now we're watching The World's Greatest Fair, a special on the 1904 World's Fair in St. Louis, which I know less about than 1893. Here are some more photos of Melissa Etheridge, Jewel, Lee Oscar, and the Marymoor concert grounds: