yellow, three, one, go
[jan 06 2005, 22:17]
i've tried. i really did.
the new year came with laughter and beer and song and people i hardly know and people i feel i've known for all my life.
and it came and it swept away the remains of 2004 like a bad dream. and it didn't start with walking (which would probably have ended with a severe beatup) but with driving and talking and listening.
but before that there was just a piano, a guitar, a tin whistle and four voices, sometimes louder, sometimes quieter. but always there. until four. when everybody else was fast asleep, quiet and calm.
i've tried to stay in the thing i called phase II. i tried to ignore all influences, all thoughts that might probably lead me back to that damned phase I, when nothing's right and everything's shifting.
i've tried it, i really did. but sitting here with nick drake in my ears, a voice that hasn't filled my ears for years, it all comes back. how hard i may have tried to avoid it.
but it was just like nature. right now. it's all there, hidden beneath the soil and the raindrops, somewhere deep below there are the roots for this year's flowers. and they will come, whatever we think about it, and they will make their way through concrete and our nicely designed lawns.
i've tried, but when everybody i see starts to look like you, when every smile i see is yours, when every frown is so much like you... it's all because of the flowers, yes, that's what i'll say when i see you again.
it's all because of the flowers. and then i'll be silent for the rest of my life.
charon
the new year came with laughter and beer and song and people i hardly know and people i feel i've known for all my life.
and it came and it swept away the remains of 2004 like a bad dream. and it didn't start with walking (which would probably have ended with a severe beatup) but with driving and talking and listening.
but before that there was just a piano, a guitar, a tin whistle and four voices, sometimes louder, sometimes quieter. but always there. until four. when everybody else was fast asleep, quiet and calm.
i've tried to stay in the thing i called phase II. i tried to ignore all influences, all thoughts that might probably lead me back to that damned phase I, when nothing's right and everything's shifting.
i've tried it, i really did. but sitting here with nick drake in my ears, a voice that hasn't filled my ears for years, it all comes back. how hard i may have tried to avoid it.
but it was just like nature. right now. it's all there, hidden beneath the soil and the raindrops, somewhere deep below there are the roots for this year's flowers. and they will come, whatever we think about it, and they will make their way through concrete and our nicely designed lawns.
i've tried, but when everybody i see starts to look like you, when every smile i see is yours, when every frown is so much like you... it's all because of the flowers, yes, that's what i'll say when i see you again.
it's all because of the flowers. and then i'll be silent for the rest of my life.
charon