August 30, 2017  •  1 Comment


There aren't many songs that actually reach out and grab me by the gut, that compel me to turn the radio up so loud that my entire body reverberates.

Pearl Jam's Black is one of those.

Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All five horizons
Revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn

Oh and all I taught her was everything
Oh I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands
Chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
Oh the pictures have
All been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by
Some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
Oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away

And now my bitter hands
Cradle broken glass
Of what…


Paula and Pearl Jam.. I would never have thought it. Reading the words I can see why.. As they say.. you go girl ;-)
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