Bruce's Does One - All That Heaven Will Allow

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We were kicking around the fact that my mother-in-law now has children who are approaching the age of sixty.

(I won't say which ones - some of them read this)

And I mentioned to my beautiful wife that it would be glorious to see all of our kids hit the sixty mark.

"That's 45 years from now," Kathy said. "Ain't happening. You'd be 96."

And as such discussions go...I felt a twinge of despair.

I most certainly have less than 45 years to go.

I recalled a chat I'd had with one of my doctor buddies:

"It's gonna' suck to miss what happens."

"Maybe we won't," he said.

Yeah.

Maybe.

In the meantime.

I want all the glory that heaven will allow.


All that Heaven Will Allow - Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel of Love

I got a dollar in my pocket
There ain't a cloud up above

I got a picture in a locket
That says baby I love you

Well if you didn't look then boys
Then fellas don't go lookin' now

Well here she comes a-walkin'
All that heaven will allow

Say hey there mister bouncer
Now all I wanna do is dance

But I swear I left my wallet
Back home in my workin' pants

C'mon Slim slip me in man
I'll make it up to you somehow

I can't be late I got a date
With all that heaven will allow

Rain and storm and dark skies
Well now they don't mean a thing

If you got a girl that loves you
And who wants to wear your ring

So c'mon mister trouble
We'll make it through you somehow

We'll fill this house with all the love
All that heaven will allow

Now some may wanna die young man
Young and gloriously

Get it straight now mister
Hey buddy that ain't me

'Cause I got something on my mind
That sets me straight and walkin' proud

And I want all the time
All that heaven will allow

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