Discovery

Yesterday I put the ipod on shuffle and wore it most of the day. I am always surprised at the songs that emerge. I once read that sense of smell is one of the senses most connected to our memories. Due to seasonal allergies my sense of smell is non-functioning for the larger part of the year, so I believe that hearing may have taken over as my most connected sense to memory. A song can take me to places in my head and/or past to the point of total unawareness.
Great lyrics below.
"Man And Wife, The Latter (Damaged Goods)" by Desaparecidos
I'm growing out my hair
like it was when I was single
it was longer than I'd know you
I had no money then
I had no worries then at all
but with such a high standard of living
I just feel like I am dying
I would start an argument but you can barely even talk
but there is always good reason for your silence
you have to take care of some business
so I fix your plate and I stay out of the way
and you'll stay like that forever
right in front of your computer
you'll look up one day
but you won't recognize me
so you want to change?
you read a letter from a lawyer
want to take me out to dinner
you want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
like it'd really make a difference
or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay
I'm a contract you can't break
and it's like I'm under water or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up but I don't ever reach the top
a nd it reads just like the bible
twenty centuries of scandal,
yeah, it all depends on how you interpret it
the word is love
the word is loss
the words are damaged goods
that's what I am
a lifetime gets chalked up to an experience
coincidence we're chained to the events
that's it
*Illustration "Loss of Memory" by AnnKarin Glass
2 Comments:
Wow. Good words.
Looks like I've missed an Augustinian age of false consciousness.
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