This Ordinary Thursday

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Associated Artists: Susan Egan, Pasadena Presbyterian Church

LYRICS:
In a room on the third floor
Of a brownstone in the village,
Someone’s practicing Bach,
And at a desk in an office
Lined with cubicles and screens,
A man reevaluates his stock.
There’s a mother holding dinner
For her son who’s due home late,
And the burners on her stove are set to low.
A girl gets undressed.
A child gets some rest,
And the summer traffic is slow.

As the sun disappears behind
New Jersey’s gray horizon,
People wrap up their days.
But tonight, if you peeked in through
The walls of this apartment,
You’d see the beginning
Of a life-changing phase–
For at nine in the evening
On this ordinary Thursday
While the country watches TV,
Jason says he’s in love with me!

And I don’t hear the sirens.
I don’t feel the heat.
All of a sudden there’s an earthquake
In my stomach,
So the tremors of the city can’t compete!
Let this day linger on.
There are still hours before night should fall.
I can live in this one spectacular evening
On this ordinary Thursday
Which isn’t ordinary at all.

Most days by now
I have run all my errands,
I have read all my e-mail,
I have talked on the phone.
Most days by now
I have dealt with the laundry,
I have nuked up my dinner
And I’ve done it alone.
Most nights I catch myself
Gazing through curtains
Into worlds that are richer
And fuller and fine.
But tonight, for once,
The riches are mine!
All mine!

So I will raise all the shades
And then I’ll fill the room with candles.
Let them see what they will!
We’ll just sit,
And with wonder in my eyes
I’ll let him hold me.
All is quiet and still.
Then at nine in the evening
On this ordinary Thursday
While the neighbors tuck themselves in,
Jason says it again and again!

And if the moment is fleeting,
I will save what I can.
Let me live
In this one spectacular evening
On this ordinary Thursday
With this extraordinary man.
Watch me fall–
On this one spectacular evening
On this ordinary Thursday
Which isn’t ordinary at all!