Mother see, that all my life
I planted flowers to survive
And as they faded I stopped to speak
I painted flowers
and nobody knows why.....
No awakening, no lullaby
I only felt the need to try
To have the guts or the stupidity
To grab for stars, that I can't reach at all
Father see, that I have tried
To find that angel deep inside
That you once promised I would meet
And once again I ended in defeat
Even here I could feel your eyes
Heard your whispers and felt your eyes
Brother said "Come back to life"
I asked some friends
and nobody knew why .....
Nobody had ever seen
my flood of tears
I can't believe you found me here
It took some time to find these words
I wrote them down in hope that they might help
Watch me walk barefoot on glass
Insecure as only a newborn child can be
Others came to laugh at me
They pointed fingers as I could see
Believe me saying it's not the skin
It's the stranger living deep inside
Mother see, that all my life
I painted flowers to survive
And as they faded I stopped to paint
I fell asleep
and nobody knows why.....
Father see, that I have tried
To build a world with only me inside
Millions of flowers surround my bed
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.
O prioritetai man pastaruoju metu yra nauji leidimai. Dar kitas dalykas, kad naujos grupės dažnai jau nebepateikia nieko įdomaus man. Ar bent nesilygina su savo "pirmtakais", kad norėtųsi į juos gilintis.
Nauji atradimai lieka tikrai paskutinėje vietoje ir praktiškai pamirštami. Kartais tik, jeigu pagal asociaciją su kita grupe atrandu, perklausau kokias kelias dainas, ir dažnai tuo ir pasibaigia, nes reikia grįžti prie prioritetų.
Tai panaši dilema ir man. Mano JAU mėgstamos grupės kepa kūrybą tempais, kurie man žiauriai per dideli, o čia dar naujas grupes atradinėti. Dažniausiai pas mane atradimai dabar būna "nes Spotify algoritmas išmetė", o ne intentional prisėdimai prie kažko
Nes pasirodo, juose gali slėptis įdomių, netikėtų dalykų. Pvz., netyčia atradau vieną bitlų dainą, nuo kurios užsikabinau, ir paaiškėjo visas Yellow Submarine albumas įdomus. Bet kur čia spėsi perklausyt, kai tiek naujų reikia peržvelgti...
Tai niekas netrukdo. Nėra ir labai didelė diskografija studijinių albumų. O man vis dar reikia normaliai perklausyti visus klasikinius, kurių gal nei vieno albumo normaliai taip ir neperklausiau. Bitlai, Rolling Stones, Kinks...
Man reiktų kažkada pradėt santykius su Wings. Visuomet Wings turėjau omeny kaip mane labiau dominantį projektą negu patys bitlai, bet vis kažkur kitur dėmesys nukrypsta. Bet neabejoju, jog Wings kataloge rasčiau nemažai ką sau artimo.
2008 m. vasario 25 d. 17:24:31
I planted flowers to survive
And as they faded I stopped to speak
I painted flowers
and nobody knows why.....
No awakening, no lullaby
I only felt the need to try
To have the guts or the stupidity
To grab for stars, that I can't reach at all
Father see, that I have tried
To find that angel deep inside
That you once promised I would meet
And once again I ended in defeat
Even here I could feel your eyes
Heard your whispers and felt your eyes
Brother said "Come back to life"
I asked some friends
and nobody knew why .....
Nobody had ever seen
my flood of tears
I can't believe you found me here
It took some time to find these words
I wrote them down in hope that they might help
Watch me walk barefoot on glass
Insecure as only a newborn child can be
Others came to laugh at me
They pointed fingers as I could see
Believe me saying it's not the skin
It's the stranger living deep inside
Mother see, that all my life
I painted flowers to survive
And as they faded I stopped to paint
I fell asleep
and nobody knows why.....
Father see, that I have tried
To build a world with only me inside
Millions of flowers surround my bed
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.