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On John’s nightstand is a clock radio that is set to go off at 4:30 am for the mornings when I have to go to the docks. The actual buzzer no longer works but it’s still set for what was my favorite adult alternative radio station, which was sold to a Spanish language station, then to a “party station” which seems to be mostly dance music. Normally the volume is so low it doesn’t wake us up, which is why I’ve never bothered to turn off. When it does, I don’t mind lying there in the dark and listening to the music, until I fall back asleep, or John wakes also and turns it off (he has to have silence to fall asleep by).

This morning it woke me up, and I lay there in confusion, because I was hearing Gordon Lightfoot’s If You Could Read My Mind. However, it was being played with female voices, as a dance tune. It wasn’t totally unpleasant, but it was strange hearing such a melancholy song played in such an upbeat fashion.

It must have bothered me more than I thought. I couldn’t go back to sleep for an hour.


If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old-time movie
‘Bout a ghost in a wishing well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I won’t ever be set free
As long as I’m a ghost that you can’t see.

God, I haven't listened to Gord in ages....