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A Bridge To Zoe

Chris Demkow on December 29, 2012 05:49

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    I had a girlfriend named Zoe in Los Angeles… we met after one of my shows in Hollywood… she was an artist …a bright young girl with cropped platinum hair and big green eyes… she was ambitious and full of interests… wildly open to everything and everyone.
    I, on the other hand, was a hard drinking, arrogant and depressed fucking peacock.
    But, she worshiped me… she was patient with my moods, tolerant of my drinking and always present while I rambled on about my own life and goals.
    We spent a lot of time together… she introduced me to loads of interesting people and ideas …while never asking for anything… but my friendship.

    Zoe lived in an old church in Venice Beach, converted into an artists compound. She had at least half a dozen housemates at any given time… everyone from painters and sculptors to photographers and their models… it was so “California”!
    I spent a fair amount of time at the church visiting Zoe, hanging out with her clan… even helping out on the random photo shoots …sitting in a fruit tree, holding a light screen next to a nude model perched on the same branch… Never a dull moment!

    One night Zoe and I attended a party down the beach… I, as usual, drank far too much… So, I ungracefully excused myself and told Zoe I’d meet her back at her place.
    I arrived back at the church and realized I had no key. …Drunk and tired I decided to sit in the courtyard and wait for Zoe. Soon afterward I heard a voice and felt a hand gently shaking my shoulder to wake me up.

    The hand shaking me belonged to one of the models that lived in the church… a girl (her name long forgotten) with no real talent, ambition, spirit, energy, humor…just a pretty face and frame.

    We… were woken up the next morning, by another housemate... wearing a look that let me know I was no longer welcome there… followed by a voice that growled “put your fucking pants on… and DO NOT pass Zoe’s door!”

    I left that day and never returned.

    Weeks later I received a letter from Zoe…
    The letter did not contain the obvious angry "why, why, why?” ‘s …instead, it contained the most eloquent and truthful observations of a life lived wrong… a spirited and tender explanation of how and why… and finished with a sincere “goodbye and good luck”.
    That letter stopped me in my tracks.

    As life moved on… Subconsciously... that letter became my bible…my new instruction manual on how to be a better person…. The shock to my head and heart that reset my life’s rhythm.

    I still own that letter… and just the other day I stumbled upon it… I read it again…and thought of Zoe. …and my youth.
    …Afterward, I reluctantly reminded myself that I’m only human… and …I thanked her for helping me become a better one.

    This song is dedicated to my friend Zoe. …wherever you are.
    …I hope you’d like who you’ve helped me become.

    “A Bridge To Zoe”
    Words and music by Chris Demkow / Dec 2012

    This letter found…
    And then (re)read today…
    Revealed a bridge…
    I never knew was there

    And though I’ve crossed it
    Maybe a million times
    It took til’ now to know
    It brought me here

    Such strong words…
    For a girl so young…
    Revealed a gift…
    From a love undone

    But what does love have to do with our lives now?
    …Maybe our hearts still meet on this bridge somehow

    So, did you know somehow?
    Did you plan this all along?
    Did you build this bridge for me?

    Cause, though I’ve crossed here…
    Maybe a million times
    I’ve never seen you here til’ now


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