Just a playful ouroboros. — 180 Proof

I am dizzy enough already, merci beaucoup.
Circling around your sinuous, subtle sensuosity...
https://thephilosophyforum.com/discussion/comment/529244

Even worse now - you edited the post :brow:
https://thephilosophyforum.com/discussion/comment/529281

Selection brilliant - all 3 :fire: :heart: :100:
Also love the quotes - dancing with your pen tonight ?

I'm acquiring a taste for F.N.
Never thought such parole would pass my lips...

:flower: You quoted Goethe, who was perhaps Nietzsche's favorite German poet and exemplar, so Nietzsche's music (esp.contra the Wagnerian style – e.g. Brahms, Beethoven, Liszt, Chopin, Bizet), etc came to mind. Then I just ran with riffin' on Carmen (though personally I'm not a fan of opera or any 'musical theatre' at all).

Ah - thanks for explanation - seems Nietzsche has good taste too :sparkle:

'Isn't Life Strange' - The Moody Blues (6:04)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESER7DFXWiI

"Isn't Life Strange" is from the album "Seventh Sojourn"
(Images are from Michigan's Silver Lake Sand Dunes)

Isn't life strange
A turn of the page
Can read like before
Can we ask for more?
Each day passes by
How hard man will try?
The sea will not wait
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -

Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were, and here we are.

Isn't love strange
A word we arrange
With no thought or care
Maker of despair
Each breath that we breathe
With love we must weave
To make us as one
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -

Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were, and here we are.

Isn't life strange
A turn of the page
A book without light
Unless with love we write;
To throw it away
To lose just a day
The quicksand of time
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -

Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were

Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were

Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were...

Songwriters: J Lodge
For non-commercial use only.
Data from: Musixmatch

4 more songs from Justin Hayward, here:
https://thephilosophyforum.com/discussion/comment/531659

1) The Land of Make Believe
2) This Morning
3) Nights Winters Years
4) Nights in White Satin

Beautiful lyrics. :smile:

A deep song, eh? I think I have one. :wink:

Tangled in Blue - Bob Dylan
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKcNyMBw818

Early one morning, the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd changed it all
If her hair was still red

Her folks, they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough

And I was standing on the side of the road
Rain falling on my shoes
Heading out for the east coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through

Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west

Split up on a dark, sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over my shoulder
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue"

Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I's lucky for to be employed
Working for a while on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women

But she never escaped my mind and I just grew
Tangled up in blue

She was working in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the sight of her face
In the spotlight so clear

And later on when the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said, "Tell me, don't I know your name?"
I muttered something underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face

I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello, " she said
"You look like the silent type"
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true

And glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montagüe Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafés at night
And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside

And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keeping on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue

So now I'm going back again
I got to get her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't what they do with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Heading for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view

Tangled up in blue

A deep song, eh? I think I have one. — Manuel

Now that is deep. What else could it be ?
Tangled up in blue.
Never heard this before. Thanks :cool:

As to my earlier 'pick', so pale pink.
But the title ain't bad ?

I like the title, I think it's true.

Isn't life strange
A turn of the page
A book without light
Unless with love we write;
To throw it away
To lose just a day
The quicksand of time
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry — Amity

I like the type of the music and the lyrics are poetic.

I think losing a few days is necessary. We pay way too much attention on achievement and not enough on just being and taking in. It is mistake. :)

I just heard this this morning and I came to this thread to post just this, but you beat me to it, so here's to synchronicity.

Not just the lyrics, but the title itself, the imagery of being tangled up in blue, so difficult to get out of, but you know will, you just have to keep trying. I think we've all been there, making not such great decisions along the way.

And this line I always thought humorous:

"She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force."

I just heard this this morning and I came to this thread to post just this, but you beat me to it, so here's to synchronicity. — Hanover

That just means you have good tastes and we're on the same wavelength. :cool:

There are many great lines in the song, such as this one. What I like about the song in general is how it manages to mess up with one's notion of time. Lyrically, this one is quite special.

Not just the lyrics, but the title itself, the imagery of being tangled up in blue, so difficult to get out of, but you know will, you just have to keep trying. I think we've all been there, making not such great decisions along the way. — Hanover

Yes. It's not even clear that we are capable of untangling ourselves. Then again, there are many interpretations that could be given of this song.

I guess we'll meet again someday on the avenue...

From: https://thephilosophyforum.com/discussion/comment/533100
An amazing performance of 'While My Guitar Gently Weeps' :fire:
"While My Guitar Gently Weeps" Live (6:22)
Rock and Roll Hall of Fame 2004
written by George Harrison, 1968
performed by Dhani Harrison, Jeff Lynn, Tom Petty, Steve Winwood & Prince

Thanks @180 Proof :cool:

From p120 of George's autobiography 'I -Me -Mine':

Around the time of writing...I had a copy of the 'I Ching - the (Chinese) Book of Changes' which seemed to me to be based on the Eastern concept that everything is relative to everything else, as opposed to the Western view that things are merely coincidental.

This idea was in my head when I visited my parents' house in the North of England. I decided to write a song based on the first thing I saw upon opening any book - as it would be relative to that moment, at that time. I picked up a book at random - opened it - saw 'Gently weeps' - then laid the book down again and started the song. Some of the words to the song were changed before I finally recorded it - as can be seen here:

I look at the trouble
and hate that is raging
While my guitar gently weeps
While I'm sitting here
Doing nothing but ageing

----
There follows 3 pages of handwritten lyrics - scrawls and scratchings as he chooses the right words.
The final lyrics on p 124:
----

I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all...
Still my guitar gently weeps

I just love this guy :100: :heart: :sparkle:

I want a love that's right but
right is only half of what's wrong
I want a short haired girl who
sometimes wears it twice as long
Now I'm stepping out this old brown shoe,
baby,
I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now,
I'm telling you

You know you pick me up from
where some try to drag me down
And when I see your smile
replace every thoughtless frown
Got me escaping from this zoo,
baby,
I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now
when I'm with you

If I grow up
I'll be a singer
wearing rings on
every finger
Not worrying what they or you say
I'll live and love and
maybe someday
Who knows, baby,
you may comfort
me

I may appear to be imperfect,
my love is something you can't reject
I'm changing faster than the weather
if you and me should
get together
Who knows, baby,
you may comfort
me

I want that love of yours,
to miss that love is something I'd hate
I'll make an early start,
I'm making sure that I'm not late
For you sweet top lip
I'm in the queue,
baby,
I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now
when I'm with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now
when I'm with you

"Old Brown Shoe"(3:16)
B-side ("The Ballad of John and Yoko")*
written by George Harrison, 1969
performed by The Beatles


*I've always thought, instead of a B-side, this song by George should have been on Abbey Road in place of "Maxwell Silver Hammer" which in turn should have been made into a double A-side paired with "Octopus' Garden" (which I'd also remove from the album and replace it with a Beatles-version of the Starr-Harrison hit "It Don't Come Easy" (Ringo still on lead vocal) written in part during "The White Album" sessions in '68), IMO, changes that would have lifted this masterpiece album even higher.

Back in the '70s, Lennon was my way into The Beatles lyrically (Paul I'd only associated in those days with nonstop repeats of Wings hits on AM radio during summer camp). The first Traveling Wilbury's hit single "Handle Me With Care" almost two decades later for me began a complete reassessment of George and his elemental role in the musical alchemy of The Beatles as if they were (for him too I'm sure) a "past life" memory that PTSD-like (but in a good way for me/us) wouldn't go away. The Beatles' Anthology documentary several years later consummated my "Beatle George" renaissance and deep appreciation of him as a musician, a spiritual seeker, an old "grotty" wit, and a quite admirable person (certainly as global celebrities go).

Again - big thanks for this song, new to me and much appreciated :sparkle:
What George says about it in his book, p134:
OLD BROWN SHOE. I started the chord sequences on the piano ( which I don't really play) and then began writing ideas for the words from various opposites:
I want a love that's right
But right is only half of what's wrong.
Again, it's the duality of things - yes-no, up-down, left-right, right-wrong, etc.

-----

The Beatles' Anthology documentary several years later consummated my "Beatle George" renaissance and deep appreciation of him as a musician, a spiritual seeker, an old "grotty" wit, and a quite admirable person (certainly as global celebrities go). — 180 Proof

Lovely to hear your story of getting to know George.
It seems like I have known and loved George forever ! Since the 60's anyway...
There was a long gap when I didn't listen to music much at all.
I'm so glad that I am rediscovering him, his music and thoughts...and having this conversation.

I met him once - I think it was 1991 - you wouldn't believe where. Not gonna tell...
But our eyes met as he jammed with my ex and friends...playing the ukelele.
Did I say that I love him....

I was given a cassette of his 'The Best of Dark Horse 1976 -1989'. Played it to death.
Later - like you - totally wowed by the magic and chemistry of the Traveling Wilburys.
'A bunch of friends that just happened to be really good at making music' *

The first Traveling Wilbury's hit single "Handle Me With Care" almost two decades later for me began a complete reassessment of George and his elemental role in the musical alchemy of The Beatles — 180 Proof

-----
'The True History Of The Traveling Wilburys Documentary' (24:56) *
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUQ_gj-biIc

... filmed in the spring of 1988 whilst the band were recording 'Vol. 1' in Los Angeles, and includes footage shot by Nelson Wilbury.

In trying to explain how the Wilburys originally came together, George Harrison once said, “The thing about the Wilburys for me is—if we’d tried to plan it, or if anybody had said, let’s form this band and get these people in it—it would never happen, it’s impossible. It happened completely, just by magic, just by circumstance. Maybe there was a full moon that night or something like that. It was quite a magical little thing really.”

:up:

'Dignity' - Bob Dylan (6:00)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeeJImmYj0Q

Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity

Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass
Poor man lookin' through painted glass
For dignity

Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun

Searchin' high, searchin' low
Searchin' everywhere I know
Askin' the cops wherever I go
Have you seen dignity?

Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance
Hopin' to find one circumstance
Of dignity

I went to the wedding of Mary-Lou
She said "Don't want nobody see me talkin' to you"
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew
About dignity

I went down where the vultures feed
I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity?

Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years
For dignity

Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used
He wanted money up front, said he was abused
By dignity

Footprints runnin' cross the sliver sand
Steps goin' down into tattoo land
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the border towns of despair

Got no place to fade, got no coat
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote
About dignity

Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were
And into every masterpiece of literature
For dignity

Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind
Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin
Bites the bullet and he looks within
For dignity

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed
Dignity never been photographed
I went into the red, went into the black
Into the valley of dry bone dreams

So many roads, so much at stake
So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take
To find dignity

Songwriters: Bob Dylan
For non-commercial use only.
Data from: Musixmatch

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=P3OFzIYpjwg

Hey Lordy mama
I heard you wasn't feeling' good
They're spreadin' dirty rumors
All around the neighborhood
They say you're mean and evil
And don't know what to do
That's the reason that he's gone
And left you black and blue
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do now

They say he's left you all alone
To weather this old storm
He's got another woman now
Hangin' on his arm, yeah yeah yeah
That old fool's tellin' everybody
He's sick and tired of you
Hey Lordy Lordy mama
What you gonna do
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do

They say you love to fuss and fight
And bring a good man down
And don't know how to treat him
When he takes ya' on the town
They say you ain't behind him
And just don't understand
And think that you're a woman
But actin' like a man
Hey Lordy mama
What you gonna do now?

Get your nerves together, baby
And set the record straight
Set it straight
Let the whole round world know
It wasn't you that caused his bitter fate
All these years you loved him
And he knows it's true
'Cause what you're wantin' for your man
Is what he's wantin', too
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do now

When you love a man enough
You're bound to disagree
'Cause ain't nobody perfect
'Cause ain't nobody free
Hey Lordy mama
Tell me what you gonna do
What you gonna do

"Blues for Mama" (4:00)
Nina Simone Sings the Blues, 1967
written by Nina Simone & Abbey Lincoln
performed by Nina Simone

for laurie.


(w/ lyrics)

"Linger" (4:34)
Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?, 1993
written by Dolores O'Riordan & Noel Hogan
The Cranberries

for laurie. — 180 Proof

Someone special...?

I haven't listened to the Cranberries in such a long time. I'd forgotten how beautiful the sound.

Strangely, given recent discussions, the next video started playing:

'Dreams' - the Cranberries (4:14)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xc6ulrb2foQ

for laurie.
— 180 Proof
Someone special...? — Amity

Yeah, same special someone who once told me not to linger – one of her favorites from the day it dropped.

Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXdNnw99-Ic&t=108s

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell?
Blue skies from pain?
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk-on part in the war
For a leading role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here

This song - like most of Pink Floyd's songs, has a fascinating if tragic background. It may seem on first glance that this song is generally about wishing someone we love was here, meaning usually that this person is dead and one is mourning a loss.

And while that is a perfectly fine interpretation, this song is literally about Syd Barrett, the man responsible for forming Pink Floyd and launching them to some degree of fame in England. Barrett was by all means a promising genius, but he had a delicate psyche. While living the dream of "sex, drugs and rock", he accidently consumed too much LSD one time and from that point onward, ceased to become the Syd Barrett that the band members knew.

He attempted to continue writing music, but his mind was too far gone and thus Syd retired to tranquility. Literally, this song is about a person who is alive, but gone meaning they're no longer at all the person they once knew, so not "here". This can be seen in the lyrics, with the question it asks. I take it to mean something like Syd traded his sanity for comforting delusion.

By a strange cosmic coincidence, when Pink Floyd was recording this album, Syd went to visit the band members for the first time in years. They were recording this song when they saw a strange man they did not recognize, it took them several minutes to discover who he was. Once they found out who it was, they cried.

They showed him some of the songs on this album. It's not clear he could take in what they were dedicating to him. The rest, as they say, is history.

A beautiful song that should be interpreted however one feels like. :heart:

We Didn’t Start the Fire- Billy Joel

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe
Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I", and "The Catcher in the Rye"
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana, goodbye

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather homicide, children of thalidomide
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, space monkey, mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U2, Syngman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK – blown away, what else do I have to say?

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shore, China's under martial law
Rock and roller, cola wars, I can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

:naughty: :fire: :point:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rG6b8gjMEkw

Rumour spreadin' 'round
In that Texas town
About that shack outside La Grange
(And you know what I'm talkin' about)
Just let me know
if you wanna go
To that home out
on the range
(They got a lot of nice girls)

Have mercy!

A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw
A haw, haw, haw

Well, I hear it's fine
If you got the time
And the ten to get yourself in
A hmm, hmm
And I hear it's tight
Most ev'ry night
But now
I might be
mistaken
Hmm, hmm, hmm

Have mercy

"La Grange" (3:51)
Tres Hombres, 1973
ZZ Top

180, as to be expected from your contributions, awesome tune. Fun lyrics. Pure style. :cool:

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-N4jf6rtyuw

I remember when
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space
And when you're out there without care
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Possibly

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you
Who do you think you are
Ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you're in control

I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on the limb
And all I remember is thinking I want to be like them
Ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

:fire: :clap: :party: Love that old jam! (but you forgot the link to the song)

:up: Love ZZ Top. Probably the band that got me into rock. Growing up, all I ever heard was country. Literally. Then my dad started playing his old (by my standards) cassette tapes. I used to fall asleep to Eliminator, etc. every night when I was ~11. Good times.

:cool:

Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1V_xRb0x9aw

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on

Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now time for me is nothin' 'cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs and I'm under each snare
Intangible (Ah y'all), bet you didn't think so
I command you to, panoramic view (You)
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose, sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kicking tunes

Picture you getting down and I'll picture too
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional, mystical - maybe
Spiritual hero who appears on you to clear your view
When you're too crazy
Lifeless to those a definition for what life is
Priceless to you because I put ya on the hype shift
Did ya like it?
Gut smokin' righteous but one talkin' psychic
Among knows possess you with one though

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future (That's right) is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on

The essence, the basics without it you make it
Allow me to make this child like in nature
Rhythm you have it or you don't
That's a fallacy, I'm in them
Every spiralling tree, every child of peace
Every cloud I see you see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in the skies
From this fucking enterprise that I'm sucked into your lies
The Russell that is muscles
But percussion he provides

For me I say God, y'all can see me now
'Cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the end of it
So I'mma stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rounds on motherfuckers
Remember what the thought is
I brought all this so you can survive when law is lawless (Right here)
Fearless, sensations that you thought was dead
No squealing, remember that it's all in your head

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
My future is coming on

It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on

My future
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, my future
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, my future
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on

We must believe in spring.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TwkANjTia4Y
(w/ lyrics)

"400 Years" (2:45)
Catch A Fire, 1973
written & sung by Peter Tosh
Bob Marley and the Wailers