Mac Arthur Park

Ok, thing have been waaaay too introspective around here, so time to bring in a bit of levity.

While I was out on my walkies this morning, the song Mac Arthur Park by Donna Summer was thrown into the iPod mix... It's one of those songs that, from the moment it was released, it made people across the globe exclaim, "... Huh?!" ::head tilt::

Looking at the lyrics, some of them are really inspiring, but honestly, I can't get past the cake thing...

Who would leave a cake in the rain?! I mean, it's cake! That's... that's... pastry abuse!

And then the first bit about the iron and striped pair of pants?!

So can some please, please explain what the heck that's all about?!

For those of you wracking your brains and trying to hum the tune, here's the full lyrics to go along with it. I apologize in advance for this song getting stuck in your head for the rest of the weekend... welcome to my world. ;)

Spring was never waiting for us, girl


it ran one step ahead


as we followed in the dance.

Between the parted pages


we were pressed,


in love's hot, fevered iron


like a striped pair of pants.

Mac Arthur's Park is melting in the dark


all the sweet green icing flowing down


someone left the cake out in the rain


I don't think that I can take it


'cause it took so long to bake it


and I'll never have that recipe again


Oh, nooo!

I recall the yellow cotton dress


foaming like a wave


on the ground beneath your knees


birds like tender babies in your hands


and the old men playing


Chinese checkers


by the trees

Mac Arthur's Park is melting in the dark


all the sweet green icing flowing down


someone left the cake out in the rain


I don't think that I can take it


'cause it took so long to bake it


and I'll never have that recipe again


Oh, nooo!

There'll be another song for me


and I will sing it


there'll be another dream for me


someone will bring it


I will drink the wine while it is warm


and never let you catch me


looking at the sun, oh yeah


and after all the loves of my life


after all loves in my life


you'll be the one

I will take my life into my hands


and I will use it


I will win the worship in their eyes


and I will lose it


I will have the things that I desire


and my passion flow


like rivers through the sky


oh and after all the loves in my life


after all the loves in my life


you'll still be the one


and I'll ask myself why.

Mac Arthur's Park is melting in the dark


all the sweet green icing flowing down


someone left the cake out in the rain


I don't think that I can take it


'cause it took so long to bake it


and I'll never have that recipe again


Oh, nooo!