Timeless Things
Some things are amazing for the time you’re in. They speak to you in profound ways, and you learn from them. Later they don’t mean as much, they don’t apply anymore.
Other things are timeless in relation to your life. They’re half memories, half perfect expression of things you will always feel. Some books, some songs, some quotations, some poetry, it’s just always going to grab you and sound amazingly true, resonate deep in your soul.
I think that Pride & Prejudice will always be, for me, the perfect written description of what it feels like to be a smart girl in love.
Cocteau Twins’ “Blue Bell Knoll” will always be the sound of how lonely it is to love someone you can’t be with.
Jerry Uelsman’s artwork is always going to be what I think the inside of my imagination looks like.
I think that The Weepies are going to be that way for me too, with all their songs about what it’s like to be sensitive, smart and lonely. Afraid of the world passing you by, afraid to take part in it, afraid it’s not really your choice anyway.
Perhaps a bit less profound, but still resonant, is the song “Wild” by Poe (lyrics after the jump) I first fell in love with this album (Haunted) in 2000, and it’s never really been out of rotation since then. It’s so throbbingly angry, so wounded and defiant, I love it. Every so often I need it, too.
Poe - Wild (from the CD “Haunted”)
I go wild ’cause you break me open
Wild ’cause you left me here
I go wild ’cause your promises are brokenWild because the chips are down
Wild because there isn’t anybody else around
Wild when the waves start to break
And God knows they’re breaking in me nowI go wild because it doesn’t make sense
For me to cry out in my own defense
and wild because I would do anything
To tear you off your precious fenceSo this is what it’s like living in limbo
First I’m high, then I’m so lowI go wild ’cause you break me open
Wild ’cause you left me here
I go wild ’cause your promises are broken
Wild when I know you’re near
I go wild, I go wildTell me what you’ve come for
Moving like a hunter through my back door
Leaving the perfume of all you adore
To die nameless on my floorYeah well we both know that you don’t play fair
I guess you really think that you get me there
Let’s be honest perhaps this little ride
Is too much for even you to bearYou’ve got some nerve to come back here
You’re not the only one who can smell fearI go wild ’cause you break me open
Wild ’cause you left me here
I go wild ’cause your promises are broken
Wild, don’t you get it dear?
You’re not the only one who runs on instincts
No I’ve got instincts of my ownYou’ve got a lot of nerve to come back
Plan your attack, yeah I am still waiting
Did you want something?
You wrote the rules to try to contain me
You broke ‘em now you have untamed me
and I’m wild, I go wildTell me what you’ve come for
What is it you adore?
Won’t you tell me?
What would cry for, swallow your pride for
What would you go wild for?You’ve got a lot of nerve to come back here
Speak up my darling
I have been waiting
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