Thursday, March 8, 2012

Songs of the long walk… “3rd Planet” by Modest Mouse

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys.  Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the  week.  Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again.  Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

This was one such song.  I have no idea what it was about this song that spoke to me that day, something in the way the words and music intersected with the weather and mood.  There was no single line in the song that stood out, but looking at the lyrics below, I can see many that would have fit the mood on these long walks.

I’ve been meaning to post these songs for a while but life has been interfering, as usual.

Everything that keeps me together is falling apart/i've got
This thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job says he's goin out to find blind
Spots and he'll do it.
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched by an
Eye in the sky that can't be stopped.
When you get to the promise land your gonna shake that
Eyes hand.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the
Water, didn't know then was it a son was it a daughter.
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming
Around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and
Another had been found another ocean on the planet
Given that our blood is just like the atlantic.
And how.
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go
Straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.

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