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life in the basement has come and gone. we loved living underground, but are excited to practice maintaining a home. join me as i journal chapter two of our life, as we save up, look forward, and plan for a home in the city. as we seek after our great God to glorify Him daily, join in as we figure out what it means to radically pursue Him in "everyday life"

21 July 2011

delaney talks to statues

while at the dentist today (read about that here), my sweet dental hygienist (who is actually the hygienist for my mom, dad, brothers, sister, aunt, and a few coworkers & their kids- what can i say, guess we're definite job security for her!) asked me what song i had danced with my dad to at my wedding. at first, i thought it was an odd question, but then she told me that dad had been talking about it last time he was there. while i sat there having my teeth cleaned, i was whisked back to the sweet memory of me & diddy dancing on my wedding night. inspired by that moment of nostalgia, i thought i would share the lyrics with you. while i admit, it was an unconventional song for us to dance to, it was perfect for us. i remember days in 3rd & 4th grade, playing on the boat or dancing on the dock to this song with me dad. ever since then, i knew it would be what we would dance to, and i'm so glad we were able to. 


enjoy!

By: Jimmy Buffett, Amy Lee, Mac McAnally
1994

Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
That I cannot discover
But she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Chorus:
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat

Delaney draws me pictures
She finger paints the sand
We chase the dogs and hop like frogs
Then I do my bad handstands
She's growin' up too fast for me
And askin' lots of questions
Some I know the answers to
And some I'm lookin' for suggestions
Chorus:
Father, daughter
Born by the water
Surf's up, sun's down
Life in a beach town

And some of the things I've seen
Maybe she won't have to see
But there's a lot I want to pass along
That was handed down to me

Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
Just a little like her mother
And she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Chorus:
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat

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