“Fingertips have memories, mine can’t forget the curves of your body…
and when I feel a bit naughty… I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (but no one ever does) been around the world and found that only stupid people are breeding…”—
“She ain’t a rockstar, but she got groupies, she ain’t no actress, but she make movies, and when she struts that thing around everybody be breaking their neck like who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? She ain’t got riches, but she got fashion, she ain’t a model, but camera’s flashin’ and when she struts that thing around everybody be breaking their neck like who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl?”—
“There’s pigeons down on Market Square, she’s standin’ in her underwear… lookin’ down from a hotel room, the nightfall will be comin’ soon… oh my my, oh hell yes, you’ve got to put on that party dress”—"Mary Jane’s Last Dance" Tom Petty
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin’ mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen
She blew the boys away, was more than they’d seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin’
She said, “I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin’ on”
Keep movin’ on
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin’ in
And I’m tired of this town again
Well, I don’t know, but I’ve been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I’m tired of screwin’ up, tired of going down
Tired of myself, tired of this town
“you think you’re gonna take her away? with your money and your cocaine. You keep thinkin’ that her mind is gonna change… but I know everything is okay, she’s gonna listen to her heart It’s gonna tell her what to do. She might need a lot of lovin’ but she don’t need you.”—"Listen to Her Heart" Tom Petty
“well it was kinda cold that night, she stood alone on her balcony, yeah, she could hear the cars roll by out on 441 like waves crashin’ on the beach, and for one desperate moment there… he.. crept.. back.. in her memory, God its so painful when something that is so close is still so far out of reach”—"American Girl" Tom Petty
“How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes, I struggle to find any truth in your lies, and now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know, my weakness I feel I must finally show, lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all… but lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall lend me your eyes I can change what you see, but your soul you must keep, totally free”—
I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you. No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it’s not. I am writing this for you.
I want you to know, life…it’s hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.
You should be happy. You are gorgeous.
I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun’s warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?
“I am vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong, I am right… I swear I’m right… I swear I knew it all along… and I am flawed but I am cleaning up so well, I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself”—