Published on 12, July, 2020
A brief discussion with Mr T reminded me of a song that means more to me now than it did at the time.
I'll leave it to Mr T to post that song,
Mine is
As far as I can guess it is about putting on a brave face to be with your loved one. It brings me to tears every time. In my 20s it was just a song that I liked.
[Verse]We live on a mountain right at the topThere's a beautiful view from the top of the mountainEvery morning I walk towards the edgeAnd throw little things offLike car parts, bottles, and cutleryOr whatever I find lying around
[Pre-Chorus]It's become a habitA way to start the day
[Chorus]I go through all this before you wake upSo I can feel happier to be safe up here with youI go through all this before you wake upSo I can feel happier to be safe up here with you
[Verse]It's early morning, no one is awakeI'm back at my cliff, still throwing things offI listen to the sounds they make on their way downI follow with my eyes till they crashI imagine what my body would sound likeSlamming against those rocks
I listened to this one today, for the first time in a long time. I can't say that I understand what all of the phrases mean, but parts of it feel very accurate and apt!
Splendid Isolation by Little Angels (from the album, Jam):
Here in my room, in splendid isolationAlone in the gloom, in splendid isolationSometimes I need to be, left in my own companySo here am I, in splendid isolation
I'm falling away, in splendid isolationI'm hoping I'll stay, in splendid isolationIf they were right I'd agreeBut it's them they know not meSo here am I, in splendid isolation
I'm floating in a sea of my subconscious thoughtAnd the skeletons are crawling from my closet wallsNo one ever sees me, I don't make a soundAnd I don't know what I'm gonna do now
The motherless itch has got the best of meTranscending the things that I will never beBut all along hallucinating life somehowI still don't know what I'm gonna do now
The pressure starts to push me through my loving dazeFor a moment there I thought I'd lost me wicked wayIt's not that I'm a leper when my mind allowsI don't know what I'm gonna do now
Lennon is a memory in a student brainGripping thought pavilions guilt in freedom's chainsThe virginals construction makes the masses wowAnd I don't know what I'm gonna do now
Well, I see the moon, the stars, the hemisphereI see the future and it don't look clearThe past is re-appearing on my fevered browAnd I don't know what I'm gonna do nowYeah, I still don't know what I'm gonna do now
Wow! Yes, splendid isolation - we all can relate to that!