Tuesday, June 28, 2011

This That I Feel

by Sophie Kern


"What's my name? What's my station? Oh just tell me what I should do? I don't need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you. Or bow down and be grateful and say 'Sure, take all that you see' to the men who move on me in dimly lit halls and determine my future for me. And I don't, I don't know who to believe. I'll get back to you someday soon, you will see. If I know only one thing, it's that everything that I see of the world outside is so inconceivable. Often I barely can speak. Yeah, I'm tongue-tied and dizzy and I can't keep it to myself. What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else? And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelf. I'll get back to you someday soon, you will see."
Helplessness Blues by Fleet Foxes


You peak my interest. That frightens me, but I think I'm ok with it. If you are too.



On another note, there is something so beautiful about seeing a fully grown business man in a suit tripping over his crutches and almost falling down. Priceless.

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