Sunday, September 09, 2007

Long Commentary

This post is a response to subjects found here, here, and here.

Few and Far Bewtween

"Times are far between,
and few I bet,
when we can look upon
our lives without regret.
Of all the things I have done,
you think I'm proud of everyone
without exception?

'Till you make your peace
with yesterday,
you'll never build a future.
I swear by what I say.
Whatever penance you do,
decide what it's worth to you
and then respect it.
However long it will take to
weather your mistakes,
why not accept it?

-10,000 Maniacs


And then, for those who might need to hear this from me:


Artist: 10000 Maniacs
Album: MTV Unplugged
Title: Trouble Me
YouTube Video

Trouble me,
disturb me
with all your cares
and your worries.
Trouble me
on the days
when you feel spent.

Why let your shoulders bend
underneath this burden
when my back is sturdy
and strong?
Trouble me.

Speak to me,
don't mislead me,
the calm I feel
means a storm
is swelling;
there's no telling
where it starts
or how it ends.

Speak to me,
why are you building
this thick brick wall
to defend me
when your silence
is my greatest fear?

Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden
when my back is sturdy
and strong?
Speak to me.

Let me have a look
inside these eyes
while I'm learning.

Please don't hide them
just because of tears.

Let me
send you off to sleep
with a "There, there, now
stop your turning and tossing."
Let me know
where the hurt is
and how to heal.

Spare me?
Don't spare me
anything troubling.
Trouble me,
disturb me
with all your cares
and you worries.
Speak to me
and let our words build
a shelter from the storm.
Lastly, let me know
what I can mend.

There's more, honestly,
than my sweet friend,
you can see.
Trust is what I'm offering
if you trouble me.

And one more, for good measure, cause we're all human, ya know?
(HUGS!)

"I May Know The Word"
YouTube Video

I may know the word
But not say it
I may know the truth
But not face

I may hear a sound
A whisper, sacred & profound
But turn my head
Indifferent

I may know the word
But not say it
I may love the fruit
But not taste it
I may know the way
To comfort & to soothe
A worried face
But fold my hands
Indifferent

If I'm on my knees
I'm begging now
If I'm on my knees
Groping in the dark
I'd be praying for deliverance
From the night into the day
But it's all gray here
It's all gray to me

I may know the word
But not say it
This may be the time
But I might waste it
This may be the hour
Something move me
Someone prove me wrong
Before night comes
With indifference

If I'm on my knees
I'm begging now
If I'm on my knees
Groping in the dark
I'd be praying for deliverance
From the night into the day
But it's all gray here
But it's all gray to me

I recognize the walls inside
I recognize them all
I've paced between them
Chasing demons down
Until they fall
In fitful sleep
Enough to keep their strength
Enough to crawl
Into my head
With tangled threads
They riddle me to solve

Again & again & again

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

::hugs::

Many many thanks, just for being there. And just for being you. :)