A Little Song I Wrote Called "My Monk"

I checked my CTR inbox today like usual, making sure that none of your robots' heads were falling off, and everyone received their orders o.k. 


One of the emails caught my eye. (I haven't asked the person who wrote the email if I could publicly write about him on my blog, but since I'm not naming names, I'm assuming it's o.k. with him!) It read:


"Hi Meg,
Please ship to: (And of course I'm not going to write his address here!) Paypal is giving me a hard time changing the address, since I'm an international order. These "Out of Time Earrings" are for my girlfriend. Can you please include a note that says, "I'm still counting. Thanks!"


And then, later on in the day I received another email from him, kind of re-writing a few things he already had told me in the first email along with a few more details about his order..


"Hello Meg. I just placed an order for the "out of time" earings for my girlfriend in Alberta, Canada. The address on my paypal is in New brunswick, but she is in Alberta you see. I'm hoping you got the message I left on the paypal note, but I wanted to send you another message to be sure. Time is a big importance to both of us. We're counting the days until we can be together again, and these earrings are a symbol of that. I also forgot to mention her name is "Jessica".


Now, bear in mind, I've met a few of you at shows and the like, but with most of you we are mainly inter web buds (which is awesome, I'm not complaining.) I'm only mentioning this, because for some reason, although I have never met the boy who wrote the email, I couldn't help but feel incredibly excited about their budding long distance relationship. I thought his "personal touch" was so cute. So I wrote a VERY unpolished song, recorded in my home studio (a.k.a. my computer) about what I imagined their story was like, making the chorus lyrics "Counting down the days" of course. 


Please don't judge the sound quality of this track. Also, I also made the man in the story a monk, because I've always found a little "randomness" improves my art immensely. Plus, kind of adds a little spice to the story, since monks aren't supposed to be in love with earthly women, ya know? The lyrics are underneath the track.


Honestly,
Meg

"My Monk"

I give myself away to young love in the summer days

I found myself a boy in orange robes with his shaved head

I know his idea is to live above love

HIs soul handed over to his Buddha, his God, but

We are counting down the days

Counting down the days

We are counting down the days

Is that wrong?

The miles, yeah, make it hard

And his silence stole my breath

I wrote him a post card every time I felt like it

One day I held a letter in my hand 

He signed his name

Ripped it open, and my soul bent as the words began

It read:

"I am counting down the days

I am counting down the days

I am counting down the days

till' I see you again

When I am studying I see your face

When I am sleeping just the same 

I am counting down the days till' I see you again and again..."