Shame on you Seducing everyone Faded you Your diamond in the rough
You don't have to tell me I know where you've been Shinning once again
Will you do The thing you've always done Tell me true I think you know the one
One that makes me blurry Colors start to run
Everytime I wonder I go under
The deeper the blues The more I see black Sweeter the brew the feeling starts coming back All the deepest blues are black
How my mind is spinning And my head is going numb Right from the beginning Our ending had begun I can be your trouble Shiver into you Shaking like the thunder Sinking under
The deeper the blues, the more I see black The sweeter the bruise, the feeling starts coming back All the deepest blues are black
When it comes closing in Reject Cause I gotta move And the simple things get in the openings Connect Become something new To remove
The deeper the blues, the more I see black The sweeter the bruise, the feeling starts coming back All the deepest blues are black
Welcome to "When I Wax"-- a place to escape the pedants and wax poetic, or even wax artistic.
The mythologist Joseph Campbell was asked by an interviewer how a regular person could preserve his sense of the mythic when so many feel too besieged by the claims of every day living. He said, "You must have a place to which you can go, in your heart, in your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not know what you owe anyone or what anyone owes you. You must have a place you can go to where you do not know what your work is or who you work for, where you do not know who you are married to or who your children are."
When I Wax is such a place for me. Blogging drafts of poetry and other sundries is like practice fly-casting on the front lawn... it may look silly, but it's effective...
3 comments:
as black as a cigarette
The Deepest Blues are Black
Shame on you
Seducing everyone
Faded you
Your diamond in the rough
You don't have to tell me
I know where you've been
Shinning once again
Will you do
The thing you've always done
Tell me true
I think you know the one
One that makes me blurry
Colors start to run
Everytime I wonder
I go under
The deeper the blues
The more I see black
Sweeter the brew the feeling starts coming back
All the deepest blues are black
How my mind is spinning
And my head is going numb
Right from the beginning
Our ending had begun
I can be your trouble
Shiver into you
Shaking like the thunder
Sinking under
The deeper the blues, the more I see black
The sweeter the bruise, the feeling starts coming back
All the deepest blues are black
When it comes closing in
Reject
Cause I gotta move
And the simple things get in the openings
Connect
Become something new
To remove
The deeper the blues, the more I see black
The sweeter the bruise, the feeling starts coming back
All the deepest blues are black
"The Deepest Blues are Black"
Foo Fighters
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