sketches of my day May 2008 - Nov 2010

May 17, 2009

June

June is just around the corner. It is my birthday month and the first day of summer and longer days and nights filled with fireflies and cicadas and sounds from faraway children playing and insects twittering. June is one of the best months for living. It is difficult to take it all in, but you must try, for soon it will be gone . You must try to see the bluebirds over the pastures and the zinnias must be cut for bouquets and the garden must be tended and there must be a star studded summer night where you sit and look and wonder; what is this all about?

Because of my daughter, I have discovered this song and this artist that I really am drawn to. She is from the UK, her name is Lily Allen. I am familiar with only one of her songs, but I love it. I am posting the lyrics. There will be a couple of deleted words that are inappropriate, but the message, the spoof, the mockery of our materialistic society, is clear without them.

  The Fear

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever I don't care about funny
I want loads of clothes and ..........loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
And I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
Cause everyone knows that's how you get famous
I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror
I'm on the right track yeah I'm onto a winner
Chorus
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
Cause I'm being taken over by the fear
Life's about film stars and less about mothers
It's all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic
And that's what makes my life so ................. fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it's not my fault it's how I'm programmed to function
I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror
I'm on the right track yeah we're onto a winner
Chorus
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
Cause I'm being taken over by the fear
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission
Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner
Now everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner
Chorus
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
Cause I'm being taken over by the fear