Do I need therapy? I think so.
Nothing deep, just...yeah. shit is fucked up in here.
We've gotta keep smiling...
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Makes people wonder what we are up too
Encouragement, I hope. That's the intent.
Damn right we do. And even give people a reason to smile.
-does the BunBun wiggle-
Reorganizing my journal had me feeling a bit... nostalgic. lol
Anyway, while I may not have been born in Kentucky, the sentiment is the same.
This is where I was just a few short weeks ago and although much improved, this song speaks of where my heart was at the time of climbing back out of that grave. So now I do have friends to help me now, which is nice. :)
I really like this beatbox version the best, along with the swamp blues vibe that I also am a fan of.
Man of Constant Sorrow.
I am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was borned and raised
(The place where he was borned and raised)
For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasure here on earth I find
For in this world I’m bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now
(He has no friends to help him now)
It’s fare thee well my own true lover
I never expect to see you again
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon this train
(Perhaps he’ll die upon this train)
You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave
(While he is sleeping in his grave)
Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face you’ll never will see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore
(He’ll meet you on God’s golden shore)
I suspect many here will have seen the movie Lost Boys, but if you haven't, it's worth a watch. It still holds up and ya gotta love the Frog brothers.
My favorite song from the soundtrack is Cry Little Sister.
Lyrics
'Thou shalt not kill.
Thou shalt not die.'
Cry!
Last fire will rise
Behind those eyes.
Black house will rock,
Blind boys don't lie.
Immortal fear,
That voice so clear.
Through broken walls,
That scream I hear.
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
Blue masquerade,
Strangers look on.
When will they learn
This loneliness?
Temptation heat
Beats like a drum.
Deep in your veins,
I will not lie,
Little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
My Shangri-Las,
I can't forget
Why you were mine.
I need you now!
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
I'm not quite sure why this calls to me at a certain level, but I think I know why. I just don't want to make assumptions too readily.
It's quite odd how many coincidences are cropping up lately. Timings that I would have normally passed off as pure chance, words with two meanings and now, layered impressions through digital media.
I'd once considered how digital files could be imbued with an essence, or a carrier wave or some other non-scientific bunk, but on occasion, it's hard to discount certain feelings. Possibly, probably, it's just some unconscious interpretation and I have to remember, it's not about me, not specifically.
I think someone is fishing. Am I a guppy?
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