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To The Blue Sky. . .
7.14.2003
 
Just remember this before you read on: I do not swear. I do not condone cussing. I think in most every case it is wrong, even if it might not quite be sinning. I also know though how it feels to not be able to express yourself without some sort of explicit. I also don't believe in editing art. I think that cheapens it and takes away from the meaning and message. The following is a song that contains some explicit language. If you are offended by this, do not read on.

If Winter Ends

I dreamt of a fever
One that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart
With heat to melt these frozen tears
And burned with reasons as to carry on
Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow
But I swear that I would follow anything
If it would just get me out of here
And so you get six months to adapt
And then you get two more to leave town
In the event that we do adapt, we still might not want you around
And I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that's impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm
And to kill selected memories
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or I swear I'm driving off a fucking cliff
Because if I can’t make myself feel better
Then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
And I scream for the sunlight
Or a car to take me anywhere
Just get me past this dead and eternal snow
Because I swear that I'm dying
Slowly but it's happening
So if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere
Just take me there and lie to me and say,
"It’s going to be alright,
It's going to be alright.
Yeah, you worry too much kid.
It's going to be alright."

- Conor Oberst of Bright Eyes



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