I’m so glad I found you once again

Dear Mariah and Sarah,

Here is my (perhaps?) finished song. I just hope somebody other than me can have fun singing it.


I’m So Glad I Found You
(An Elton John type thing to the tune of Blessid Union of Souls’ Hey Leonardo by Willow)

Los Angeles kidnapped my car
A wicked witch stole all my money
Cows go moo and now my life’s about to end
But to them that don’t mean nothin’!

She wants me to be!!!
Real alive unlike all the others
She would make a real good mother
(And an even better pope)

Cause what she sees
Are the forms beyond the shadows
My point of view now feels so narrow
I asked her if she would go out with me
(She just said no, but would you go out with me?)

She don’t care about my ripped jeans
Or my obsession with Mr. Bean
Rings of magic never mattered much to her
Think now I know why she’s the Queen

I don’t wanna watch her lie there
Wondering forever when
But if she really wants to know
I think deep down she knows that
I’m gonna ask her tonight on the Seine

She likes me for me
Not because I hang with Leonardo
Or that guy who tutored Plato
(I think his name was Scott)

Now what she sees
Are the cracks that grace the ceiling
And my sun burnt skin that’s peeling
But still she think I’m really really…hot?
It’s so weird but I’m in love with her with everything I’ve got
And I’m so glad I found her once again

(Gazing at the ceiling as we entertain our feelings in tbe dark
The things that we’re afraid of are gonna show us what we’re made of in the end)

She likes me for me
Not because I sing like Conor Oberst
Or because I always put her first
And she’s always in my dreams

I like her for her not because
She sets world records or because
I play her record every single night
Why does she spend all her time with me
There must be something there that I don’t see

She likes me for me
Not because I hug like Harry Styles
(Damn that line could stretch for miles)
Come take my hand, let’s fly!

Cause what you see
Is that I can’t live without you
My arms belong around you
And I’m so glad I found you once again
Found you once again

I’m so glad I found you once again



PS — I hope you can forgive my overt narcissism. I could never justify writing it this way if the philosophy professor (and advisor) who introduced me to Plato and made me decide to major in philosophy were not named Scott (who by the way, loves chocolate so much it’s probably gonna kill him. Wonder if it has yet. Anyway, as his name is (was?) Scott, it could not be helped; you can blame Matt Damon, I mean, my daimon.


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