Down By the Bur Oak Tree

I'm sleepy. It's 7:07 and hotter than I would like it to be. I'm so overwhelmed and school hasn't even started. But I've decided something very important today. I'm not going to decide. hmm. I'll let life decide. There are way too many things to choose from. It's not like I'm going to stand by and watch the world go by, but I'm most certainly not going to make any choices. I guess that's what I usually do. This time I'm just putting a name to it.

If a song can make you twirl through the basement of a museum and distract you through the monotony of artifact inventory, it's worth a listen.

TWIRL

Bowerbirds. Bur Oak. Hymns for a Dark Horse.

I picture the most beautiful dance to this song. There would be a group of dancers mimicking the move of one dancer. Representing the different voices. And of course there would be an epic twirl on "tree," only to be followed by a chorus of twirls on the repeated "tree." Can someone please make that dance for me?

And I think if I ever write a song it will be for a musical. That's been my only success so far. And part of my not choosing will be to apply for an internship at This American Life. fyi.