Son I am able she said, though you scare me.
Watch said I, beloved I said - watch you scare me!
Said she, able am I son!
I love this song very much, and it's one of the TMBG jams I still sing. My gal hadn't heard them before, but my mom and I were road warriors and we for sure were rocking our bones to TMBGs. So when I sang this song one time while doing dishes or something, she asked me what in the hey I was singing. And then I played it for her and she fell in love with them then and there. And while I don't listen to them all that much (not gunna lie, maybe OVERDID it with them in my lifetime) the songs I still bring to the table that she hears she loves. I mean instantly falls in love with.
(Which if anyone is interested are pretty slim pickings now. Older, Bangs, Sleepwalkers, Dr. Worm (sung quite often not gunna lie), Spiraling Shape (my fav), She's an Angel)
Also because I just got jazzed to see TMBG - I am freakin' sorry for your loss. I wish losing grandparents was some kinda easy act. You think, eh - it's like a tiered thing. And I guess it probably will be (Still got my ma, have a single grandparent left) but I still feel the loss of the other two something fierce and miss then dearly all the time. I met a woman once wandering a craft store who told me something beautiful yet sad. That losing someone you love puts a hole in your heart and nothing ever really closes it. You just learn to live with it. She said it'd been thirty years since she lost her grandmother and she still misses her very dearly. But it was also beautiful, because love prevails.
I also have this odd feeling that people are going to start leaving their inheritances (if they have any) to the younger generations because they've got some big battles to fight. Either way, big hugs at at least you got to heal some of that back-stabbing scheezy ugly love that can happen when greed gets involved with death.