Daily Archives: February 11, 2013

Radio XVI, side A, track 5: “Look Away” by Chicago

Chicago Look AwayOh, Chicago, if I had to pick one song that defined me for most of my life, this is it.  THIS is the song that became my own personal anthem.  The first time I heard it, it sparked some masochistic side of me, and I spent the next several decades trying my damnedest to emulate the exact emotions that this song evoked.  I know, Chicago, I know.  That says a whole lot about me as a person.  It seemed that I reveled in emotional anguish.  I doubt that I would have admitted this at the time, but I’m pretty sure that I secretly wanted to get dumped.  Secretly wanted to lay in my room and listen to sad-ass music and think what might have been.  If I could make some huge sacrifice to my own personal happiness, all the better.  Because that showed just what an amazing guy I was, right, Chicago?

Well, to borrow a term from the brethren of your namesake city, that’s quite a bunch of blarney.  The truth is, Chicago, it’s a whole lot easier to give up on what might’a/could’a/should’a than to actually stick it out and deal not just with all the lovey-dovey, googly-eyed, romantic stuff, but all the other stuff that comes along with being in a real relationship, like sitting down and figuring out the family budget and cleaning up after your wife’s ill-behaved dog after he eats a whole bag of flour.  It’s easy to be the one who got away if you get away before you have to do any work.  And while I loved the image from this song of meeting your former lover on the street and smiling sadly and pining for what could have been, well, welcome to the real world, Chicago.  Suck it up.

All right, that was a pretty harsh assessment, Chicago, and clearly this isn’t about you but about me.  And let’s forget all my self-loathing for a second, because regardless of whatever reason I latched onto this song, it really is a great damn song, Chicago, and I could listen to the hell out of it, which is good, because I recorded it A LOT in the coming months.

“Look Away”

Well, ya called me up this mornin’

Told me ’bout the new love ya found
Said, “I’m happy for ya.
 
I’m really happy for ya.”

Found someone else
I guess I won’t be comin’ ’round

I guess it’s over, baby

It’s really over, baby, woah-oh-oh

And from what you’re sayin’

I know you’ve gotten over me

It’ll never be

The way it used to be

So if it’s gotta be this waaay

Don’t worry, baby, I can take the news okay

But if ya see me walkin’ by
And the tears are in my eye
Look away
Baby, look away

And if we meet on the street some day
And I don’t know what to say
Look away
Baby, look away

Don’t look at me
I don’t want you to see me this waaay

Wooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-oooo

When we both agreed as lovers
We were better off as friends
That’s how it had ta be
Yeah, that’s how it had ta be

I tell you I’m fine
But sometimes I just pretend

Wish you were holdin’ me
Wish you were still holdin’ me, oh-oh-oh

I just never thought
That I would be replaced so soon

I wasn’t prepared
Ta hear those words from ya

I know I wanted to be freeee
Yeah, baby, this is how we wanted it ta be

But if ya see me walkin’ by
And the tears are in my eye
Look away
Baby, look away

And if we meet on the street some day
And I don’t know what to say
Look away
Baby, look awaaay

Don’t look at me
I don’t want you to see me this waaay

<awesome Chicago jam>

If ya see me walkin’ by
And the tears are in my eye
Look away
Baby, look away

And if we meet on the street some day
And I don’t know what to say
Look away
Baby, look awaaay

Don’t look at me
I don’t want you to see me this
If ya see me walkin’ by
And the tears are in my eye
Look away
Baby, look away

Don’t look at me
I don’t want you to see me this way
Well, ya called me up this mornin’

Told me ’bout the new love ya found
I said, “I’m happy for ya.
 
I’m really happy for ya.”

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