Beloved has resorted to drastic measures. He leaned in close to my uterus this morning and said, “We have candy! We have TV! We have video games! Just c’mon out and it’s all yours — follow the light!” <\/p>\n
We were in the car later, and decided the lyrics of this song are surprisingly applicable right now:<\/p>\n
Closing time – time for you to go out, go out into the world. I know who I want to take me home. Closing time – time for you to go back to the places you will be from. Yeah, I know who I want to take me home. Closing time – time for you to go back to the places you will be from…<\/p>\n I know who I want to take me home. Closing time – every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end… <\/em><\/p>\n And yet, like the party guest who won’t leave long after you’ve cleaned up the kitchen and washed off your makeup and even put on your fuzzy slippers, he just won’t leave!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Beloved has resorted to drastic measures. He leaned in close to my uterus this morning and said, “We have candy! We have TV! We have video games! Just c’mon out and it’s all yours — follow the light!” We were in the car later, and decided the lyrics of this song are surprisingly applicable right … Continue reading “Closing time”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1179","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-postcards-from-my-uterus"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1179","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1179"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1179\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1179"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1179"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1179"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nClosing time – turn the lights up over every boy and every girl.
\nClosing time – one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer.
\nClosing time – you don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here.<\/p>\n
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nTake me home…<\/p>\n
\nClosing time – this room won’t be open ’til your brothers or your sisters come.
\nSo gather up your jackets, and move it to the exits – I hope you have found a friend.
\nClosing time – every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.<\/p>\n
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nTake me home…<\/p>\n
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nI know who I want to take me home.
\nTake me home…<\/p>\n