A cool thing happened...

...this morning while I was in the shower. I have all of my music that is on this computer, a wimpy total of 1584 songs, playing on shuffle as my alarm. Today, I brought my computer into the bathroom, so I could dance around and sing like a goof after everyone else had left the house. It's all on random and I haven't done anything to fix it. Which is why it was so weird that these two songs, the second of which I'm not sure I've ever even heard, came on back to back.


"The Engine Driver"- The Decemberists

I'm an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one

And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

I'm a country lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are powerlines in our bloodlines

And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones

I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured

And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have home
Home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones

(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go
(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go


There wasn't even a break here, the ending melted perfectly into the little piano diddy at the beginning of the second one.


"Who Let You Go" - The Killers

Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?
I feel it inside, down in my soul
And I just can't hide these things that I know

We could be friends
And I promise that it won't get bad
But hopefully that story ends
But you ain't got nothing I never had
So let's take it slow

Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?

Someone must have loved you
Not the way that I do...
You're missing what I'm trying to say
Ain't nothing getting in my way

So tell me that's fantastic
And promise me, you'll always sigh
I find it so romantic
When you look into my beautiful eyes
And lose control

Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?
Who let you go? Who let you go?

I don't know what it means
But I've been wondering
Who let you go?

And honey, when you walk my way
It makes me wanna say...
Ohhh

Sha-la-la-lo, sha-la-la-lo
Sha-la-la-lo, sha-la-la-lo



So how cool is that?? And what does it mean? What is the Universe trying to tell me this morning?

And as a side thought for us all to consider, what little things like this are we missing every minute of everyday?

Keep your eyes open! I think the Universe really is trying to help us out and might not be against us like we all once thought.

Have a good and perplexing day friends!