Jackson Brown

Jackson Brown is not given enough credit for his lyrics. While moving this weekend, I dug out a few of his old albums and found myself standing in the midst of a pile of memories while his steely voice echoed something from the other room.

I sobbed until the snot ran down into my mouth--and didn't even care.

Today is the one-year anniversary of my divorce being finalized. I remember taking that Friday off to do it. I guess it is appropriate that I chose yesterday to be the big move day. I will think about this day each year as a time of renewal, growth and change.


Between a life that we expected
And the way it's always been
I can't walk back in again
After the way we fight
When just outside there are people laughing
Living lives we used to lead
Chasing down the love they need
Somewhere in the night

Tender is the night
And the benediction of the neon light
Tender are the hunters, tender is the night

You're gonna want me tonight
When you're ready to surrender
Forget about who's right
When you're ready to remember
It's another world at night
When you're ready to be tender

And in the hard light of an angry sun
No one remembers what was said or done
Tender are the words they choose
You win, I win, we lose

Tender
Tender is the night
Tender
The benediction of the neon light
Tender
Tender are the hunters
Tender is the night
When they hold each other tight
Tender
Tender are the undercover
Tender
The stranger and the secret lover
Tender
Tender are the motions
Tender is the night
When you hold your baby tight