Swan Song

12 October 2009

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Plays: 2

 

Brain Damage/Eclipse - Dark Side of the Moon (Pink Floyd - 1973)

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade
You make the change
You rearrange me till I’m sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
Theres someone in my head but it’s not me

And if the cloud bursts - thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon

All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy
Beg, borrow or steal
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight
All that is now
All that is gone
All thats to come
And everything under the Sun is in tune
But the Sun is eclipsed by the Moon

There is no dark side of the Moon, really…matter of fact, it’s all dark.

12 October 2009

Wiped.

I deleted all of my previous posts.

Too many of the things I’ve said in the past don’t apply anymore. Too many of those things I have said didn’t even apply then. It’s been a couple of months since I last posted something here anyways. Things have changed since then.

I suppose I could have kept the old posts, but for whatever reason, I decided not to. I had originally intended to post a constant flow of my thoughts and feelings. I found out this was an impossibility for me, and as a result, my blogs fell into disuse. I have cured myself of this disillusionment, as I have attempted to do with a great number of other things.

In any case, I think it’s time I took up the (in this case - figurative) pen once again. I have too many mixed feelings bottled up in me. I need somewhere to put them. Whether people choose to read them or not - that is their own choice. I care not. Regardless, I need somewhere to put down my thoughts - and now seems as good a time as there ever will be to do so.

12 October 2009