Other People's Songs revisited

[Raz]

This is kind of a thematic sequel to Other People's Songs which I wrote a while ago. That piece was written when I was uprooting myself from Melbourne to move to Sydney for the first time, and it was really the first time my life completely turned around on itself.

Recently it's flip-flopped again, and if nothing else this is cheap therapy.


..If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong..
You sang this to my voicemail in your slurred broken mumble and I could hear it in the background and I could hear the grief in your head and your heart. I felt the distance between us then and I wanted to hold you and tell you I'm alive. I wanted to tell you that I'm still here. I wanted to tell you I'll always be here when you need me, even when it's not physically true. And I want to tell you that they may still be wrong.

What goes around comes around, what goes up must come down.
This is something I have brought upon myself and I mean that in the best and worst possible ways.
In trying to hurt myself I succeeded, and this came as no great surprise.
What I didn't know was that in taking that circuitous route I found my higher ground. I found the person I deserve to be.
There are no regrets and karma is just.


These are songs that were borne from other people's hearts, but have found their home in mine. They have meaning that was not intended, but words grow and I grow with them.

And it's still beautiful and sometimes it's sad, and I can't wait to see whose song will change me next.

 

[Helios.]

"And I want to tell you that they may still be wrong."
They will always be wrong. That's why they are going to be destroyed if they don't change.

"Night I laid my eyes on you, felt everything around me move. Got nervous when you looked my way, but you knew all the words to say."...somebody else's song continued..."Mi amore, don't you know, my love I want you so. Sugar, you make my soul complete. Rapture tastes so sweet."--from a Deep Dish Global Undergound cd.

"I feel the battle's just begun."--OutKast.

"Can't you see, you've got to hope for me, for me, for me, for me."--A History of Our World, Pt. II.

<what goes around comes around and what goes up must come down.>

That statement is not worrisome if one happens to be centered at the origin (0,0,0,0,...) to the nth dimension.

 

[Helios.]

preventing catastrophe

Raz,
If you wanted to give me some advice, what would it be?

You can send me a private message if you wish, but your inbox is full b/c I already tried to PM this statement/question to you.

 

[up all night]

My brain does weird things sometimes. Occasionally something will be bugging me all day and I won't be able to work out what it is until I realise I've had a song running through my head all day and when I pay attention to the words it nearly always helps me sort things out.

I could document my life in song lyrics.

Raz, you're the master of introspection.

 

[(Wordy)]

My brain does weird things sometimes. Occasionally something will be bugging me all day and I won't be able to work out what it is until I realise I've had a song running through my head all day and when I pay attention to the words it nearly always helps me sort things out.

Yeah, same for me. It's fascinating really... the unconscious at work!

Raz, I love reading your outpourings... they're so human, so free of bullshit. I read the previous instalment too, and was blown away. In fact, I think it should be bumped up.