There comes a time when you feel hot handed and twitchy in the the throes of love. Having not been raised in the age of the love letter, or the age of chivalry. One can cobble together an expression through the efforts of other. Bless the song writers and poets for their efforts to distill the experience into a dynamic form. I have to do it this way for the moment because I cannot speak it out loud to anyone except to the empty room. This is but one song from an extensive catalogue of whimsical longing......it do get convoluted. Love And Anger Kate Bush It lay buried here. It lay deep inside me. Its so deep I dont think that I can speak about it. It could take me all of my life, But it would only take a moment to Tell you what Im feeling, But I dont know if Im ready yet. You come walking into this room Like youre walking into my arms. What would I do without you? Take away the love and the anger, And a little piece of hope holding us together. Looking for a moment thatll never happen, Living in the gap between past and future. Take away the stone and the timber, And a little piece of rope wont hold it together. If you cant tell your sister, If you cant tell a priest, Cause its so deep you dont think that you can speak about it To anyone, Can you tell it to your heart? Can you find it in your heart To let go of these feelings Like a bell to a Southerly wind? We could be like two strings beating, Speaking in sympathy... What would we do without you? Two strings speak in sympathy. Were building a house of the future together. (What would we do without you?) Well, if its so deep you dont think that you can speak about it, Just remember to reach out and touch the past and the future. Well, if its so deep you dont think you can speak about it, Dont ever think that you cant change the past and the future. You might not, not think so now, But just you wait and see--someone will come to help you.
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 08:22:46 +0000
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