Earlier this month Dorothy mentioned a challenge by another blogger to come up with a song that changed your life, or even your personality.
I offer up something that might seem counterintuitive, as always:
Radiohead's "Creep":
When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eyes
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very' special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so very'special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh
She's running out the door ...
She's running out
she's run, run, run, run...
run...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here...
At a time in my life when I knew I was an outsider, when no one seemed to like me or understand me, this song told me that I was not alone. My perspective wasn't that it was sung to one person, but to everyone else. It still seems that way, and it still reaches into my soul.
20.08.2006
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