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A strange boy is weaving
A course of grace and havoc
On a yellow skateboard
Thru midday sidewalk traffic
Just when I think he's foolish and childish
And I want him to be manly
I catch my fool and my child
Needing love and understanding

What a strange strange boy
He still lives with his family
Even the war and the navy
couldn't bring him to maturity

He keeps referring back to school days
And clinging to his child
Fidgeting and bullied
His crazy wisdom holding onto something wild
He asked me to be patient
Well I failed
"Grow up!" I cried
And as the smoke was clearing he said
"Give me one good reason why"

What a strange strange boy
He sees the cars as sets of waves
Sequences of mass and space
He sees the damage in my face

We got high on travel
And we got drunk on alcohol
And on love the strongest poison and medicine of all
See how that feeling comes and goes
Like the pull of moon on tides
Now I am surf rising
Now parched ribs of sand at his side

What a strange strange boy
I gave him clothes and jewelry
I gave him my warm body
I gave him power over me

A thousand glass eyes were staring
In a cellar full of antique dolls
I found an old piano
And sweet chords rose up in waxed New England halls
While the boarders were snoring
Under crisp white sheets of curfew
We were newly lovers then
We were fire in the stiff blue-haired house rules

The words sum up a relationship I had. Makes me sad, cos he died the year after we split up.
 
Today's crying song



To be humble, to be kind
It is the giving of the peace in your mind
To a stranger, to a friend...
To give in such a way that has no end
We are love
We are one
We are how we treat each other when the day is done
We are peace
We are war
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
To be bold, to be brave;
It is the thinking that the heart can still be saved
And the darkness can come quick;
The Danger's in the Anger and the hanging on to it
We are love
We are one
We are how we treat each other when the day is done
We are peace
We are war
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
Tell me what it is that you see
A world that's filled with endless possibilities?
Heroes don't look they used to, they look like you do
We are love
We are one
We are how we treat each other when the day is done
We are peace
We are war
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
We are how we treat each other
 
Flowers and Football Tops by Glasvegas. For those who don't know the track, it's sung from the perspective of a mother whose son has been killed in street violence - very much a raw issue in Glasgow at the time (Still is? I live a long way from there myself). I became a dad the year before it came out, and I just find it unbearable, particularly the slowed down borrowing of 'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...'

 
Flowers and Football Tops by Glasvegas. For those who don't know the track, it's sung from the perspective of a mother whose son has been killed in street violence - very much a raw issue in Glasgow at the time (Still is? I live a long way from there myself). I became a dad the year before it came out, and I just find it unbearable, particularly the slowed down borrowing of 'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...'


Great band..
Brought back memories of Daddy's Gone..

Oh oh, how you are my hero?
Oh oh, how you're never here though?
Remember times when you put me on your shoulders
How I wish it was forever you would hold us

Oh oh, right now I'm too young to know
How in the future it will affect me when you go
Oh oh, you could have had it all
You and me and mum you know, anything was possible

I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
A fifty year old reminiscing what I had
I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
Forget your dad, he's gone, forget your dad, he's gone

He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh

All I wanted was a kick about in the park
For you to race me home when it was nearly getting dark
How I could've been yours, and you be mine
It could've been me and you until the end of time

Oh oh, do what you want, when you want
Be as fuckin' insincere as you can
What kind of way is that to treat your wife
To see your son on Saturdays, what way is that to live your life?

I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
A fifty year old reminiscing what I had
I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
Forget your dad, he's gone, forget your dad, he's gone

He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh

I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
A fifty year old reminiscing what I had
I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad
Forget your dad, he's gone, forget your dad, he's gone

He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh

He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh

Oh, he's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, ohh
 
And this always gets me at the gigs, I'm half immigrant, Mlle Fire is full immigrant, my friends are largely immigrants. The ones that haven't fucked off that is...

 
And this always gets me at the gigs, I'm half immigrant, Mlle Fire is full immigrant, my friends are largely immigrants. The ones that haven't fucked off that is...



Interesting use of the OK symbol there in the video. They've stopped using it since the alt right connection was highlighted.
 


Loss, parting, grief

From the corner of my eye I see a tear rolling down
At the time I couldn't tell whose tear it was
If it was mine I should be glad
That I still function in this cage
But if it's yours it only makes me more lost
To see a tear rolling down
To see a tear rolling down

This is the last call for Ellis Island
These are the last words I'm ever gonna hear you say
So goodbye, babe
Goodbye, babe

I hear sweethearts whisper their undying love
Above the noise on the quay their voices rise
They must have something so strong in the face of such change
That they can promise and promise all night
Oh, their undying love, hear their undying love

This is the last call for Ellis Island
These are the last words I'm ever gonna hear you say

So goodbye, babe
Goodbye, babe

Oh, what you wouldn't give to be down on the pier once again
Far away from the cries of this war-weary horde
Time up there in the clouds must be hard to endure
When your heart's unsure

It's like a knife in my gut knowing you're taking leave
I feel I'm sentenced to a death without appeal
I can pretend it's all a dream
And what I'm seeing will disappear
But the end I can see is all too real
Knowing you're taking leave
Knowing you're taking leave

This is the last call for Ellis Island
These are the last words I'm ever gonna hear you say
So goodbye, babe
Goodbye, babe
 


Of all the money that e’er I had, I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that e’er I've done, alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all
ayOf all the comrades that e’er I had, they're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e’er I had, they would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not

I’ll gently rise and I'll softly call, "Goodnight and joy be with you all!"
A man may drink and not be drunk, a man may fight and not be slain
A man may court a pretty girl and perhaps be welcomed back again
But since it has so ordered been by a time to rise and a time to fall
Come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all
Come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all

Want this at my funeral.
 
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