Sometimes, however, I am drawn to a specific artist or even a specific song. Wherever I am at that point, something from that artist or song is speaking to me on some level. I'm not sure why when I start listening and often, I don't know why when I'm done listening. I do believe, however, that some part of me feets a need to hear a specific message and while my conscious mind might not know why, I don't dwell on it...I just go with the flow.
For the past three weeks, Tori Amos had really been speaking to me...as she often does! Today however, I woke up with one song in my head and that song has stayed with me all day. Even now, it is running through my head quietly in the background. I'm struck by the realization that my need to hear this song actually started yesterday as I am positive it is tied into my current yearning for something that I don't have. Within the last half an hour, the need to hear the song has also been augmented by a desire to really read the lyrics and so, I'm posting them here for you to read too.
Cellophane
by Casey Stratton
through the cellophaneyou suffocate
not as fast as i would
chained to me
like a son to me
slippery tongue runs over
and you move as fast as you like
where are you now when i need you?
pierce through these shadows and find me
freezing cold- god has left me alone
he never cared at all
soon i break
for isabelle's sake
turn myself into a photograph
maybe there
like an angel there
see my cup runneth over
and you move as fast as you like
plastic souls
melting- out of control
they slip away
feeble hearts
frightened- passing out
you are only as cold as the darkness you make
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And then there's the variation on the theme from Chicago...
Artist: John C. Reilly Lyrics
Song: Mister Cellophane Lyrics
If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm
And shook his leg
You'd notice him
If someone in a movie show
Yelled "fired in the second row,
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him
And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course, that personage should be
Invisible, inconsequential me!
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name !!!!
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there!
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me walk right by me
And never know I'm there. . .
Suppose you was a little cat
Residin' in a person's flat
Who fed you fish and scratched your ears?
You'd notice him
Suppose you was a woman wed
And sleepin' in a double bed beside one man for seven years
You'd notice him
A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there
Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistinguished
You know who. . .
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know I'm there
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