On nights like tonight when no one's around I put on the record, the record I found When I was a kid and the world was a town And Heartbreaker weren't nothing painful
Carry me, Mother Mary, I'm faithless Like Sister Theresa, canonized, faceless The press release leaves the plagiarist nameless And all is forgiven
On nights like tonight when no one's around I sit in the dark on my hands on the ground And I smile like the devil smiles, unseen but proud Truth be told, I don't know who's at the helm Just sit tight and I'll make my way to you And I'll make my way to you
If I'm not on time Remember that I tried
Carry me, Mother Mary, I'm faithless Like needles in haystacks that we just replace It's all the same monster that nobody faces Where all is forgiven
On nights like tonight when no one's around I turn off the lights and I float off the ground And I smile like I used to when you were around But truth be told, I don't know who's at the helm Just sit tight, I'll make my way to you I'll find a way to get to you
I don't know who's at the helm Just sit tight and I'll find a way to get to you
Matthew Good off of his latest album "Vancouver"
Now here is a guy who thinks very similarly to myself. If you have not yet read his blog/website you should check it out. He says a lot of things I think and he's open about his mental illness. Far too little celebrities are open about mental illness and there is no doubt, what with the way we have insights into their lives now (internet, paparazzi, celebrity obsession) that many of them suffer from it. Amy Winehouse, Brit Spears, Mel Gibson ect. easily all have some sort of brain malfunction as it's painfully obvious but they try and chalk it up to "stress" ..yeah I sure wish I could blame all of my erratic behaviour on stress! That would mean I am normal, right?
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