Jody & Sylvie, Sept 2002 Recording duration 7'45" Author's note: This is a work of fact. Any resemblance of the characters within to actual persons and events is entirely intentional. Yes, my brother did attack me with a tennis racquet, and turn on the clothes dryer while I was in it, and fix a flaky dial on the TV set with a few rubber bands, and test out his first screwdriver by removing all of the bottom hinges on the doors (he couldn't reach the top hinges). Yes, he met Sylvie in a San Francisco bar on Halloween; she was wearing an angel costume. And he made his marriage proposal after a mountaintop picnic, where getting to the spot involved a bike ride that went up, and up, and up.... Funny, traditionally it was always the *woman* who would set gruelling physical challenges for her suitors. :) ::Lyrics:::::::::: Even as a child, Jody knew what he wanted When I was born he knew just what was going on He was two and a half, having fun running the show And he knew what he wanted -- he wanted me gone So I survived a couple of tennis racquet attacks A couple of spins in the dryer and no harm done Okay, maybe I (probably) shouldn't have been hiding in the dryer But I wasn't the one who came along and thought that turning it on might be fun And somewhere along the way, on Halloween in San Francisco In the darkness of a bar, he caught her eye and then he saw her there And something he couldn't explain shorted out the engineering brain Somehow in the darkness he could see sunlight in her hair He could see sunlight in her hair He'd found his angel In the form of a woman Dressed as an angel Things got better; Jody realized I didn't always want the spotlight He could do all the talking, just as he had before I'd be just reading a book or watching as he fixed our TV with rubber bands Or took just the bottom hinge off every single door Jody never slowed down as we grew up He's still racing, tasting the world and finding it sweet A new person, a new technology is just a puzzle to be understood To see if it's just special effects or something he can keep And somewhere along the way, on Halloween in San Francisco In the darkness of a bar, she caught his eye and then she saw him there And something he couldn't explain shorted out the engineering brain Somehow in the darkness he could see sunlight in her hair He could see sunlight in her hair Il à trouvé son ange En forme de femme Déguisé en ange [break] Countless lovers have said it -- for you I'd climb any mountain How many say come on and share the finer air Come and climb this mountain with me - I've got a question that I'm just dying to ask you But it can wait until we're there And somewhere along the way, on Halloween in San Francisco In the darkness of a bar, he caught her eye and then he saw her there And something he couldn't explain shorted out the engineering brain Somehow in the darkness he could see sunlight in her hair He could see sunlight in her hair, from the fire in her eyes He'd found his angel In the form of a woman Dressed as an angel, angel...