Tuesday, May 06, 2008

thanks a lot greg...

Greg Adkins made me and my wife cry on Saturday morning. In all actuality, it was probably my fault. But I blame Greg.

If you are not familiar with Greg's music, you should be. He has a website, and is on myspace and virb and...

Okay. Enough hyperlinks.

I had been listening to Greg's CD "Chase the Western Sky" last week in the car. Saturday morning, as Betsy and I got ready to drive across town to Leadership Community, his CD was still in the CD player. I turned it down a little and pulled out.

Betsy and I chatted away as usual, with the Greg playing in the background. As I merged on to I-40, I heard the beginning of one of my favorite of Greg's songs...so I said, "Shhh" and turned it up.

Oops.

The song is titled "The End of You and Me". Greg wrote it when his wife was about as far along in her pregnancy as Betsy is now. Here are the lyrics...

"In the blackness of a January morning
We bundle in our winter coats and drive
To the place… that’s been prepared
Nervous hands gripping on the steering wheel
Cumberland is just a few more miles
In a minute we’ll be there

This is not the way I thought it would be
The end of you and me

Goodbye to the holly wood ending
Kissing in the twilight in the rain
And we can’t hold back the tears
Instead we stumble our way through revolving doors
And have to sit forever in the waiting room
Well at least our families are here

This is not the way I thought it would be
The end of you and me

Everything we’ve known is over now
Everything we’ve come to love will change
The way that we have been has vanished like the wind
It can never be just you and me again

On the way back home I’ll drive under the speed limit
We’ll turn around at every single stop sign
Just to see if he’s still there

And this is better than I though it would be
The end of you and me"


As I said, Betsy and I were in tears by the end of the song. I blamed Greg. Betsy blamed me. Either way, we had to take the long way to Leadership Community and try to compose ourselves, so as not to look like we'd been fighting or had just received news of someone's death.

I knew that this whole pregnancy thing made women over-emotional. I guess I didn't realize that it did the same to us guys.

21 comments:

Betsy said...

teary eyed right now. still cursing greg adkin's name.

rick warren said...

greg's music must just have that affect on people. i still remember how emotional i got the first time listening to "talkin monster burger blues". had to stop for a couple of big macs just to regain composure.

The Adkins Family said...

Four years later, horomones somewhat back in tact, still tear up EVERY TIME I hear it!

ragamuffinminister said...

you're a stinkin' wuss. :)

michaelCODY said...

Babies taste like chicken. I'm serious too. There were explorers that once asked cannibals what human flesh tasted like and they said 'chicken.' So, therefore, babies taste like chicken.

Has... nothing to do with your post, I know. But, nonetheless, a little fun fact for you. Your baby will taste like chicken.

Greg said...

And...

things just got weird.

Anonymous said...

so are you classifying yourself as a man?

hope you and betsy are doing great.

peace-

Joey

The Anonymous Human said...

ZING...from the brother.

BOO-yah!

The Anonymous Human said...

Seriously though, I know how you feel. I get the same way when I hear you play, "You Still."

betsy said...

you better watch it jake.

bill said...

joey...i'm no where near the man you are.

and michael...you have effectively ruled yourself out as a potential babysitter.

Betsy said...

and i also wanted to say to jake...maybe you feel that way when you hear "i still" because you know what it was like to make out with her, too. just sayin...

greg said...

I don't even know what the heck you guys are talking about and I still gotta say "oh snap! no you di'int" to that.

bill said...

that just happened. my wife just went there. unbelievable.

jason said...

i don't know either, greg, but i think i may have just put two and two (or one and one) together, and i'm laughing my ass off.

Anonymous said...

Are we talking about the cheerleader now? Wasn't she in high school at the time?

David Wooderson said...

That's the great thing about high schoolers. I keep getting older, they stay the same age.

greg said...

Wow Bill... post some of my song lyrics and watch your comments go immediately into the crapper. This is awesome.

Betsy said...

yeah, this is why i questioned you blogging about something that was so sweet between the two of us. another good reason for listening to your wife.

rick warren said...

speaking of crapper....those two big macs i ate earlier in this comment section are tearing me up.

michaelCODY said...

...baby back ribs. That's all I'm saying.