We all have dead people. If you don't. you will. If not, that's a shame, because death teaches so much. Just like the seasons, and most in life, it's temporary. This life really is in many ways. Cells constantly "die" and regenerate. Tree fell, is it dead or does it decay?
This is a portion of an old bpd song. Kate and Kevin have verses of there own and I'm sure you do too.
One of those ones I forgot about until I was on the bar stool recording at Cherry Pit.
First take in I can't even say how long.
Played since 2010
lyrics
Chemical tendencies and multi-polar tendencies
render me a dis-eased individual,
just as unique, just as cynical.
With the will of a bull, as strong as an ox.
Pockets full of rocks and lockets without clocks.
My best friend committed, suicide.
Since then, I've been fighting in my head to stay alive.
Not break down and cry, face down and die,
and exclaim "Why not my life?"
and "What does this all mean?"
Did you leave to teach or torture me,
or torturously teach me?
because unfortunately I never paid that much attention back then.
So when reality slaps me in the face, as it still does,
it was and always is a hard-learned lesson.
Still don't know, I'm guessin'
Takin' tests in classes I've never been in,
let alone studied.
Skipped practice all week,
late to the game and I even forgot my cleats.
Got out of the car and into the bar.
Ask the drink-giver to deliver liquor to the heart and the liver.
Thinking the alcohol will heal these scars.
What grew was burned and charred down to the bone.
She was created, no head-stone
And all her friends have come to know is,
at best all lasts in ash hopefully being blown by the wind,
but we all know what hopefulness is!
It's as stupid as optimism and as deranged as pessimism
and I'm estranged to the world we live in,
due to my idea of what death is.
Questions need answering,
but the person I ask can't be seen or heard,
though many things remind me of her.
Past 7 years have been a blur.
Ever since I relapsed there's been no cure.
Can't remember being pure.
Am not, never have been sure.
Forty miles 'til sunrise,
Low on gas that's no surprise,
Been derailed, can't stay on track,
Take the plunge,
and Don't Look Back!
credits
from I AM,
track released December 18, 2017
Eric Labrosse at Cherry Pit Studios
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