Where My Head Is

[I'm a few days early with this, but this is the song that tends to run through my head around birthday time.]

Thought I knew my mind like the back of my hand
The gold and the rainbow
But nothing's panned out as I planned
And they say only milk and honey's gonna make your soul satisfied
Well I'd better learn how to swim 'cause the crossing is chilly and wide

Twisted guardrail on the highway
Broken glass on the cement
The ghost of someone's tragedy
How recklessly my time has been spent
And they say that it's never to late, but you don't get any younger
Well I'd better learn how to starve the emptiness and feed the hunger

Up on the watershed, standing at the fork in road
You can stand there and agonize 'til your agony's your heaviest load
You'll never fly as the crow flies
Get used to a country mile
When you're learning to face the path at your pace
Every choice is worth your while

And there's always retrospect to light a clearer path
Every five years or so I look back on my life and I have a good laugh
You start at the top, go full circle round
Catch a breeze, take a spill
But ending up where I started again makes me want to stand still

Up on the watershed, standing at the fork in the road
You can stand there and agonize 'til your agony's your heaviest load
You'll never fly as the crow flies
Get used to a country mile
When you're learning to face the path at your pace every choice is worth your while

Stepping on a crack
Breaking up and looking back
Every tree limb overhead seems to sit and wait
'Til every step you take becomes a twist of fate

-"Watershed" by Emily Saliers