I got my first real six-string Bought it at the five and dime Played it ’til my fingers bled Was the summer of ’69 Me and some guys from school Had a band and we tried real hard Jimmy quit and Jody got married I should’ve known we’d never get far Oh, when I look back now That summer seemed to last forever And if I had the choice Yeah, I’d always wanna be there Those were the best days of my life Ain’t no use in complainin’ When you got a job to do I spent my evenings down at the drive-in And that’s when I met you, yeah! Standin’ on your mama’s porch You told me that you’d wait forever Oh, and when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Oh, yeah Back in the summer of ’69, oh Man, we were killin’ time We were young and restless We needed to unwind I guess nothing can last forever Forever, no Yeah And now the times are changin’ Look at everything that’s come and gone Sometimes when I play that old six-string I think about you, wonder what went wrong Standin’ on your mama’s porch You told me that it’d last forever Oh, and when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Oh, yeah Back in the summer of ’69, uh-huh It was the summer of ’69, oh, yeah Me and my baby in ’69, oh, oh It was the summer, summer, summer of ’69 (Yeah)
My 2 Cents –
Summer is just about here… and time is flying. I love this song and I felt like it is just the right way to end May.
I saw somebody leap to the other world Jumping off the edge left behind his hope But he could fly for a second incredible I wonder what it was like when he finally fell
They say you hit the water and then it’s gone All the tears you cried all the pain you felt But is it worth all the hurt that you’ve probably caused When they find that you don’t make it back to shore
To be honest Sometimes I think about all of the same things I wish I could go back so I could change all of my memories ‘Cause all of them are sad All the drinks I had Turned into a pool of misery I wonder if I’m better drowning
I tell myself No no no no no no no no No I try to tell myself No no no no no no no no No
They celebrate the life that they never knew Can’t point out the elephant in the room Most people can’t understand what you’re going through So in the end does it matter the path you choose?
To be honest Sometimes I feel like I’m feeling the same things I wish there was a way that I could tell this to my family But they’d only be sad Maybe I don’t have Any point in being here It’s so unclear if I’m swimming or sinking
I tell myself No no no no no no no no No I try to tell myself No no no no no no no no No
I’ll turn my headlights on Speeding ‘cross the bridge No it won’t be long But I got to be strong
And I tell myself No no no no no no no no I gotta tell myself No no no no no no no no
And I tell myself No no no no no no no no I gotta tell myself No no no no no no no no
In the woods I met a man Old as oak and staff in hand Sunken eyes but gentle smile We sat down and talked awhile
And he said I can see it in your eyes You’ve been hurt a couple times I’ve got the perfect antidote To cure a heart of stone
Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle He put them right in my hands Said this stuff can do wonders take you to nirvana Make you a better man
I should’ve known something was amiss When I saw his smile turn to a grin But Then as he left me There so perplexed He turned and said
One to numb the hurt Two to ease the pain Three to clear your mind Forget all the hate Take as I advised Not more than prescribed Several weeks ahead You’ll be fine again
One to numb the hurt Two to ease the pain Three to clear your mind Forget all the hate Take as I advised Not more than prescribed Several weeks ahead You’ll be fine again
So I went home My heart confused Didn’t know just what to do I popped the cap And took a dose After all what could I lose
And then I touched the clouds and bathed in sky A magic broom a carpet ride Before I fell and woke in bed Tried to repeat the words he said
One to numb the hurt Two to ease the pain Three to clear my mind Forget all my hate What did he say next I forget the rest But several weeks ahead I’ll be fine again
One to numb the hurt Two to ease the pain Three to clear my mind Forget all my hate Five could never hurt Just to calm my nerves Several weeks ahead I’ll be fine again
Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle Wish I had the strength back then Need to get a refill chase away the evil All the whispers in my head
But I can’t find the man I knocked on his door His neighbors say no one lived there before So now all my days Just blur in a haze They go like this
One to stop the chills Two to ease the pain Three to wash my guilt Forget all my shame Five could never hurt Six couldn’t be worse Seven days it’s been Here we go again
One to stop the chills Two to ease the pain Three to wash my guilt Forget all my shame Five could never hurt Six couldn’t be worse Seven days it’s been Here we go again
Here we go again Here we go again Oh
To stop the pain Forget my shame Ah
One Two Three Four Five Six
My 2 Cents –
This has a fun feel but it talks about addiction. I feel like that is ofttimes how addiction is…it seems fun on the outside, but It is not near as fun inside.
Okay…I have been thinking of the options for Wednesday.
I have had a few suggestions for what I could do…
And I have a few Ideas…but I am still on the fence because it feels like I am setting myself up for extra work…
I love the idea of doing some of the random things on the blog…but I am overwhelmed by the amount of work that I have as is.
I will keep Wednesday for the random stuff that pops in my brain.
I just don’t guarantee that I will do it every week.
If I do a video Book club discussion on Fae Corps Publishing’s YouTube Channel once a Month would anyone be interested? It is another thing I am being pushed to do that I am not sure if I should.
The current suggestions for Wednesday is to do a discussion on other people’s poetry…or a book club… or go back to the Webcomics… thing….or basically do a journal day(not really sure that is a great idea)…
If I were a tardigrade I’d move out from home Why live in the shrubbery when you could have a throne? Pressure wouldn’t squash me and fire couldn’t burn These are the things that I never will learn These are the things I never will learn… Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai I live in the shrubbery, for that’s all I crave (Ah ha) I don’t want these excitements to see me to my grave (Ah ha) I can live life in vacuums for years with no drink (Ah ha) And put up with hardships more than you can think And put up with hardships more than you can think… Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai If I shed all my liquid and let myself dry out I’ll shrivel and sleep for some 15-odd years I’d wake up, come water, and get on with living With time in my pocket to pass by the day If I were a tardigrade I’d move out from home (Ah ha) Why live in the shrubbery when you could have a throne? (Ah ha) Pressure wouldn’t squash me and fire couldn’t burn (Ah ha) These are the things that I will never learn These are the things I never will learn… Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai lai-lai, lai-lai lai-lai… For I am a tardigrade (Ah ha) And I’ll stay at home (Ah ha) I’d not trade it for anything (Ah ha) Not a knife, a cup or a throne (Woo ooh, ooh ooh ooh) Well, all I want is my shrubbery (Ah ha) And my little patch of moss (Ah ha) With my whisky in the cabinet (Ah ha) And my feet all clothed in socks And my feet clothed in socks… Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai, lai Lai, lai-lai-lai lai lai, lai-lai lai-lai lai lai
My 2 Cents –
Maybe May should be just fun songs? A suggestion from my daughter and it is such a fun song.
[Verse 1] If I were a fish and you caught me You’d say, “Look at that fish” Shimmering in the sun Such a rare one Can’t believe that you caught one If I were a fish and you caught me You’d say look at that fish Heaviest in the sea You’d win first prize If you caught me
My 2 Cents –
This is just such a cute little song. And the trends with it brings a smile.
The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray ‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain But that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep on begging me to stay If I pull the trigger now then the demons go away And I know my time is coming so there ain’t no time to waste So that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side It’s heaven or hell like it’s do or die I’m a sad boy, you know better Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m not okay It’s feeling like a hurricane in my brain Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep giving me the worst advice Kamikaze crash like a suicide I’m a lost boy, you know better Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m insane And maybe I’m a little bit, that won’t change Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die but first things first I’m a take the world with me when they put me in the dirt The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die but first things first I’m a take the world with me when they put me in the dirt Move (Move) Voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die, first things first I’m a take the world with me when they put me in the dirt The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray ‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it
My 2 Cents –
So close…April has been a wild ride Y’all. I feel like being this busy is enough to drive anyone insane.
My lover’s got humor She’s the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody’s disapproval I should’ve worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak She’s the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday’s getting more bleak A fresh poison each week “We were born sick”, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom” The only Heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well A-, Amen, Amen, Amen Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life If I’m a pagan of the good times My lover’s the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice Drain the whole sea Get something shiny Something meaty for the main course That’s a fine looking high horse What you got in the stable? We’ve a lot of starving faithful That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life No masters or kings when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
My 2 Cents –
I have always made my view of religion clear. I am pagan. I maybe did not tell the story of what got me to that point though. I started out Baptist.. I have read the Bible. I actually attended a catholic Mass. I have read the Quran. I am pagan because it feels the least like a lie to me. But what started me questioning? The deacons at the First Baptist Church of LaPlata Maryland told me I was a bad influence on the children there and told me I was not welcome to attend church anymore. I was 14, Pregnant, and they had not the first clue what my situation was. They did not ask. They did not care. This was In 1989. I was a scandal. And They were not good Christians.
Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change Just labelled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, no windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred Sleep my friend, and you will see The dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage Can’t they see it’s why my brain says rage? Sanitarium Leave me be Sanitarium Just leave me alone Build my fear of what’s out there Cannot breathe the open air Whisper things into my brain Assuring me that I’m insane They think our heads are in their hands But violent use brings violent plans Keep him tied, it makes him well He’s getting better, can’t you tell? No more can they keep us in Listen, damn it, we will win They see it right, they see it well But they think this saves us from our hell Sanitarium Leave me be Sanitarium Just leave me alone Sanitarium (Just leave me alone) Fear of living on Natives getting restless now Mutiny in the air Got some death to do Mirror stares back hard Kill, it’s such a friendly word Seems the only way For reaching out again
My 2 Cents –
Feeling a little extra crazy these days, so I felt like a visit to the sanitarium was appropriate. an old favorite, and one that helps to calm the demons when they get a little too restless.
[Verse 1] Why are you hangin’ on So tight To the rope that I’m hangin’ from Off this island? This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan) Carefully timed it So let me go And dive into the waves below [Pre-Chorus] Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture From the head of your high table Who fetches the water From the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again To feel your words and their sharp sting? And I’m gettin’ fuckin’ tired
[Chorus] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is crackin’ If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour
[Post-Chorus] (You make me do too much labour)
[Verse 2] Apologies from my tongue Never yours Busy lapping from a flowing cup And stabbing with your fork I know you’re a smart man (I know you’re a smart man) And weaponise The false incompetence It’s dominance under guise
[Pre-Chorus] If we had a daughter I’d watch and could not save her The emotional torture From the head of your high table She’d do what you taught her She’d meet the same cruel fate So now I’ve gotta run So I can undo this mistake At least I’ve gotta try
[Chorus] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is crackin’ If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour
[Bridge] All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid Nymph, then a virgin nurse, and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger Twenty-four-seven baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It’s not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger Twenty-four-seven baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It’s not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour [Chorus] The capillaries in my eyes are bursting (All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid) If our love died, would that be the worst thing? (Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, and a servant) For somebody I thought was my saviour (Just an appendage, live to attend him) You sure make me do a whole lot of labour (So that he never lifts a finger) The callous skin on my hands is crackin’ (Twenty-four-seven baby machine) If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? (So he can live out his picket fence dreams) And the silence haunts our bed chamber (It’s not an act of love if you make her) You make me do too much labour
My 2 Cents –
this song was very cleverly marketed. it brings out a lot of feminine rage. There is not a woman alive who doesn’t understand at least one line of this song. I actually was awaiting the release date…and I have not done that in years. It is well written. The part that they released to tease with was perfect.
Pattimouse 