Saturday, September 20, 2003
Big Yellow Taxi
It’s easy to take health for granted if you are in good shapre. Like anything you are accustomed to, until it’s endangered or gone, you don’t much think about it being there.
Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” (recently re-recorded by the Counting Crows) described this concept from an environmental and relationship standpoint:
“They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
They took all the trees, and put ‘em in a tree museum
And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT, now
Give me spots on my apples,
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please! Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Late last night, I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi took away my ol’ man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
I think there should be another verse added that describes the concept from a health standpoint:
“Hey doctor, doctor, tell me what I need to hear, now
Make me healthy and whole,
And don’t give me reason to fear
Please! Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
A good friend recently had a health scare. I don’t know who it was tougher on…him, or the people who love him. He’s OK now…but I think he’s been changed slightly from the experience. I sense a keener zest for life…for good times…for healthy food…for fresh air…for the love of family and friends.
Don’t it always seem to go…that you don’t know what’s it’s got until it’s (almost) gone?
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Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” (recently re-recorded by the Counting Crows) described this concept from an environmental and relationship standpoint:
“They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
They took all the trees, and put ‘em in a tree museum
And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT, now
Give me spots on my apples,
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please! Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Late last night, I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi took away my ol’ man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
I think there should be another verse added that describes the concept from a health standpoint:
“Hey doctor, doctor, tell me what I need to hear, now
Make me healthy and whole,
And don’t give me reason to fear
Please! Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
A good friend recently had a health scare. I don’t know who it was tougher on…him, or the people who love him. He’s OK now…but I think he’s been changed slightly from the experience. I sense a keener zest for life…for good times…for healthy food…for fresh air…for the love of family and friends.
Don’t it always seem to go…that you don’t know what’s it’s got until it’s (almost) gone?
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