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Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes

Contributed by redlantern2051 on Saturday, 10th January 2004 @ 05:12:05 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes

Traveling home on the bus,
Never sitting with the cool kids

Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself

It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges

We crawl through this life like beautiful snails
And we leave a trail behind
For others to follow

I used to watch the gorgeous girls as they walked thru school
I used to feel so small and sometimes it didn’t even feel like I had a face

I remember
Miriam,
With her windy face of shadows

She used to live near me
And she had a brother who was annoying but funny

He used to spy on me when I stole Punisher from the comic store
He never sold me down the river

I wonder where she is now
I wonder what happened to him too

Something good I hope
Because they both deserved it

I remember
Reading magazines and believing them
I remember
What it was like to not be cool

I remember
Donna,
Blonde, so beautiful

She was like an adult and I was like years behind her

And she was the first,
To know this heart
And guess the secret it held

Yeah, she knew it all somehow
She called me on it in Economics Class
She said I should say it, if that was what I wanted to do

But I kept so silent
And I pretended to be just a teenager without a clue

Because my heart was still frozen
Because I still wanted to be invisible

Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad

Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself

Trying to find out where I belonged
And if you had a spare ten years

We could cycle thru the golf clubs and the tennis courts
We could go to clubs and act like vampires

Because I changed suburbs like a nomad
I changed suburbs like a nomad

But you wouldn’t find a real me and maybe not even you

But everywhere I ever found was a like an oasis in a desert of cool
And friends dried up like water

Nothing lasts forever

That’s what I found
That’s the flipside of this instant life

But then when I get negative
Something draws me back to Buddha and the Wheel

And I feel like a Technicolor Sun,
And I can call my real friends still

But it’s funny how when you get old, you call only those who make you feel safe
When once your heart courted the danger

Friend, this heart is used and long past jaded now almost into freedom

I have so many questions
I have so many hit songs

I have so much heart-ache
I have so much left to prove

But come the witching hour
I went down by the Sea

I went to watch the fireworks by myself
And somewhere down along these years

I have forgotten which tears are for me and which are for those I’ve left
But this I know
Sometimes the beauty and the sadness are as one

Singing Smashing Pumpkins songs
On the headphones
All by myself

It’s amazing what you find
When you look around the edges

And if anybody ever follows this trail seeking answers to questions they themselves bring

Beware of possessions
For they make us slaves

Beware of not believing in Love
For it will one day come

And turn up that little world you know
And only some are strong enough

To strip away the chains of ice and of shallow friendship
And wake up inside the dream

In the freedom that feeling brings
Where we are reborn and reborn

Ever-changing and mostly endless, until some moment of release

Opaque, as clones in the rain,
Quoting Leonard Cohen songs

Where one day we will all belong

But if you ever held me in your strong arms,
If you ever were the heart I clutched on

Inside the dying wind
Inside some kind of Love

Then you have helped still this storm,
And for that I thank you, now.

(David Finn, 2004)




Copyright © redlantern2051 ... [ 2004-01-10 05:12:05]
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Re: Unpopular Anthems for the Middle Classes (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Saturday, 10th January 2004 @ 05:16:36 AM AEST
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What an original style! Some of the words you said I felt them close and are very true. I liked this one!!

Anne




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