Candleburn
I heard this song over the radio tonight..which is funny because I never listen to the radio. I don't know why I decided to flip the switch and bask in the emptiness of a DJ-less radio station. The junk that floods through our stations these days...it could cause a political upheaval much worse than the one that caused a certain European country to go GaaGaa recently.
I let the soothing light of my Mac shine through the empty crevices that make up my room at night. It radiates an eerie glow...not unlike the way a shade of light from a dying bulb resonates over its obsidian surroundings. A song ends and another begins...into a blur of cacophony which engulfs every sense..even the sixth. Alternative, Jazz, Moody Ambience...they all become one never ending wave of lyrical and musical madness. Just as I was about to drift into a world of calm serenity...a piano played....and a rough, almost tired sounding man sang over the rhythmic notes which suit the soft, almost sleepy beat like an old, worn T-shirt on a cold,windy November night. He said:
I let the soothing light of my Mac shine through the empty crevices that make up my room at night. It radiates an eerie glow...not unlike the way a shade of light from a dying bulb resonates over its obsidian surroundings. A song ends and another begins...into a blur of cacophony which engulfs every sense..even the sixth. Alternative, Jazz, Moody Ambience...they all become one never ending wave of lyrical and musical madness. Just as I was about to drift into a world of calm serenity...a piano played....and a rough, almost tired sounding man sang over the rhythmic notes which suit the soft, almost sleepy beat like an old, worn T-shirt on a cold,windy November night. He said:
"On Vineland past the candle shrine that burns on every night for someone,
she lets herself go,
like an angel in the snow,
she lays down on her back,
down on her back - she goes..
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?
on Vineland past the candle shrine that melts into the street design,
she waits - for someone,
tonight she'll give herself away,
she'll break apart all by herself,
its so easy how we come undone..
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?
she pulls me in - strips me down
she pulls me in - turns me out
she pulls me in - strips me down
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?"
"Candleburn"
Dishwalla
And it moved me. It reminded me of a girl I used to know. She had a heart of gold and a spirit that could never be broken. She believed in the goodness of people. She knew that everyone deserved a cracking chance at happiness and that sadness is just a state of mind. She was an amazing individual in every single way. And not a day goes by that I don't think of her, and how she always knew how to make even the darkest day..just that little bit brighter.
I hope our candle burns just as bright for you, wherever you may be.
Just as they did when you were around.
she lets herself go,
like an angel in the snow,
she lays down on her back,
down on her back - she goes..
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?
on Vineland past the candle shrine that melts into the street design,
she waits - for someone,
tonight she'll give herself away,
she'll break apart all by herself,
its so easy how we come undone..
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?
she pulls me in - strips me down
she pulls me in - turns me out
she pulls me in - strips me down
take me over when I'm gone,
take me over make me strong,
take me over when I'm gone,
will they burn for me...?"
"Candleburn"
Dishwalla
And it moved me. It reminded me of a girl I used to know. She had a heart of gold and a spirit that could never be broken. She believed in the goodness of people. She knew that everyone deserved a cracking chance at happiness and that sadness is just a state of mind. She was an amazing individual in every single way. And not a day goes by that I don't think of her, and how she always knew how to make even the darkest day..just that little bit brighter.
I hope our candle burns just as bright for you, wherever you may be.
Just as they did when you were around.
4 Comments:
eddie..u'r my favorite contributor of this bloggy ;)
thanks for the compliments..but..
yeah, i'm nothing compared to her.
we all have our inspirations...and she's definately one of mine.
Young Sir,
wOW..your entry is for lack of a better word..Comin Thru you definately take the reader on a journey of somewhat an eternal sunshine that you just want to continue reading and not let this journey culminate in any sort of way..continually elevate..
downloaded the song man plus a bunch of others... of course not disappointed but for a sec i thought it was you hehe.....
ill call you soon, need some advice or tht mature aspect to life tht few have....
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