from memory, the 1st verse or so of "She Came Along to Me" from Mermaid Avenue:
Ten thousand books I could write you about her
because I felt if I could know her I could know all women
and they've not been too well know for planning and organized thinking
but I'm sure the women are equal and they may be ahead of the men.
But I wouldn't spread such a rumor around because one organizes the other.
Sometimes the most lost and wasted attract the most balanced and sane.
And the wild and the reckless take up with the clocked and the time
and the mixture is all of us and we're still mixing.
But never, never, never, never could have it been done.
If the women hadn't entered into the deal
like she came along to me.
Whether they're right or not, these are the words in my brain. I've been singing these words in my head for two days. I could say this about my mom or my wife or my daughter. One of the beautiful things about this is the way it doesn't rhyme, especially at the end, and thus the words come around as unexpectedly and beautifully as the women in my life. Did I mention how my daughter became misplaced in a crowded mall? The fear was like fear in a movie. Everything was fast and detailed. It was very jerky. And when she was replaced back into our presence, it was like this song just clicked on.