Fulfilling A Request... Sort Of

As I mentioned in the last entry, I look at the statistics for the previous month each month to see what sorts of things come up. As I had mentioned, I look at the search engine results as well, and see the interesting searches that led to my site. It also shows which search engine the hit came from as well, so I can see how the different search engines give different results.

When looking at the statistics for last month, I had glanced at the results so far for this month. Interestingly, out of what has happened so far this month, the one search string that came from Yahoo will give you nothing on Google when using quotes to properly limit it, and 28 completely unrelated results with the string without any quotes. Interestingly enough, quotes or not have no effect on Yahoo, just two hits either way, an outdated index page result for here, and, even stranger, a log of the index page at that time with the calendar year of July selected. That makes little sense to me.

But anyway, since it's guaranteed whoever searched this will not find what they're looking for, I'll treat the search engine hit as a request: "untie my tongue jay goldmark lyrics", referring to the song I mentioned when I was talking about StoryLines. These are the lyrics.

Untie My Tongue
Jay Goldmark
As I work I watch her sleep
Snug and warm beneath the blankets and the sheets
I sit for hours
Waiting for the muse to speak
The words I seek

Untie my tongue
Before the morning comes
Give me the time
To free my mind

I lie beside her on the bed
Listening to her breathing
Her face a flower
My mind a barrel full of lead
A thunderhead

Untie my tongue
Before the morning comes
Give me the time
To free my mind

Can't tell her
Can't get it out
I can't seem to make the words relate
To the way I feel inside
The way I feel inside
Inside...

It's 3 o'clock
And the town is still and peacefully asleep
Empty streets in the summer heat
She's so serene
Adorable, a vision in a dream

Finally I kiss her softly on the cheek
Before I sleep
And later, I wake to find her sitting at my feet
Watching me
Her eyes so deep

She hides a smile within her breath
She wants to tell me
But she likes to make me sweat
Then she says
"Last night I dreamt that
I wrote the lyrics for a song
You were working on
But now they're gone"

Untie my tongue
Before the morning comes
Give me the time
To free my mind

Can't tell her
Can't get it out
I can't seem to make the words relate
To the way I feel inside
The way I feel inside
Inside

The way I feel inside