Thursday - The Other Side of the Crash/Over And Out (Of Control)
“I need to know if this is real…”
Thursday - Where the Circle Ends
“And so often we don’t struggle to improve conditions
We struggle for the right to say “We improved conditions”
And so often we form communities
Only to use them as exclusionary devices
And we forget that somewhere man is beside himself with grief
And somewhere people are calling for teachers
And no one’s answering…”
It was a matter of time
I always said I could see so now I’m going blind
It was a matter of miserable time
But I heard somewhere there was a cure for useless eyes?
I always said I could see so now I’m going blind
It was a matter of miserable time
But I heard somewhere there was a cure for useless eyes?
“
| — | mewithoutYou - January 1979 |
There’s a melody in everything
I’ve tried to find the harmony
But nothing seems to work
Nothing fits.
I’ve tried to find the harmony
But nothing seems to work
Nothing fits.
“
| — | La Dispute - Harder Harmonies |
But I still see him dead in the parking lot
At the gas station just down the street
And I still hear my friend say
“You know, you wouldn’t believe the things I saw when I was stationed overseas”
But he somehow keeps smiling in spite all of that
While I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad
Oh, how selfish of myself
To always say that it was more than I could take
Like it was pain I could not shake
Like it could break me with it’s fingers
Throw my body in the lake
And I would slowly sink away
But the truth is
It was sorrow that I made and would not face.
At the gas station just down the street
And I still hear my friend say
“You know, you wouldn’t believe the things I saw when I was stationed overseas”
But he somehow keeps smiling in spite all of that
While I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad
Oh, how selfish of myself
To always say that it was more than I could take
Like it was pain I could not shake
Like it could break me with it’s fingers
Throw my body in the lake
And I would slowly sink away
But the truth is
It was sorrow that I made and would not face.
“
| — | La Dispute - The Last Lost Continent |
