Play me a sad song, mister.
It’s the end of the year, you see,
and I’ll make us some tea if you pick the exit music.
Play me a sad song, mister.
It’s the end of the year, you see,
and I promise to put my words in order for once,
to tell you where it hurts and why,
to tell you of the ways I’ve found
to stop the bleeding, the ways I’ve found
to stop
these swirling thoughts, this whirling
sound of feelings
when the phone keeps ringing
when my clothes need washing
when things are changing too fast
to cling on to the past,
life, you know, it keeps happening sometimes
when all you want to do is pause the movie.
Play me a sad song, mister.
It’s the end of the year, you see,
and I came to your doorstep to say
that betrayal doesn’t always need a reason
and
that people just run away (from us)
sometimes,
that people run far, run fast
the way wild animals do
the way young lovers do,
and I know
we are still wild at heart, but do you think
the young would still say we are young
and
do you think we’ve grown if we
still
Don’t know
How to keep good love from going wrong,
How to keep each other from falling.
Play me a sad song, mister.
I’ll make some tea if you make space
for me, I’ll make the time to tell you stories,
I wrote it all down once but that doesn’t mean
I’m not just telling stories,
I’ll tell you a real story.
A friend told me once:
“Dude, if emotional running counted as cardio,
I’d be so fit right now.”
I tell you, after all these years,
I’m still always on the run
somehow.
****
21 on the run on the run on the run
From myself and everyone,
25 years and my life is still,
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination.
****
Play me a sad song, mister.
I know we still both smile through it.
And isn’t this beauty, the way distance and time
(and no direction),
the way distance and time don’t stand
between us,
And isn’t this beauty, after all,
the way we can watch things fall apart
and still find beauty.
And isn’t this beauty, at least,
the way we both still find beauty in rain
and sad songs, in sad songs and rain,
the way we repeat ourselves in cycles
and still
find beauty.
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List of (sad) songs used:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXe1jpHPnUs – Jeff Buckley – Lover, you should’ve come over
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BFSmkY1hOsE – Van Morrison – The way young lovers do
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wapCTd5fS2Y – Tracy Chapman – Telling stories
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Nyq5Dnq6dY – Beth Hart – Leave the light on
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NXnxTNIWkc – 4 non blondes – What’s up
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1R8FxLzxPE – Fink – So many roads
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