Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Last night I went and saw Coheed and Cambria, the Blood Brothers, and mewithoutYou. And the mwY set was like church, I literally started crying. A song of unity, sung with passion, sung in front of a whole bunch of kids who probably couldn't care less about God. I was so proud of these guys.
"Why burn poor and lonely under a bowl.
Under a lampshade or on the shelf
Beside the bed where at night
You lay turning like a door on it's hinges?
(First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again)
Why burn poor and lonely?
Tell all the stones, we're gonna make a building.
We'll cut into shape & set into place or you'd rather be a window,
I'll gladly be the frame reflecting any kind of words.
We'll let in all the blame
(And ruin our reputation all the same)
Never mind our plan making,
We'll start living......anyway,
Aren't you unbearbly sad?
Then why burn so poor and lonely?
We'll be like torches - We'll be torches together!
With whatever our tattered Dignity demands
Torches together, hand in hand
Why pluck one string - What good is just one note?
Oh, one string sounds fine i guess....We were once 'Our Notes',
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain
(What light and momentary pain!)
So why his safe distance, this curious look?
Why tear our single pages when you can throw away the book?
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar?
Strum the guitar!
With no beginning, with no end
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you're afraid,
And I'm afraid and everyone's afraid
And everyone knows it but we don't have to be afraid anymore
You played the flute but no one was dancing
You sang a sad song and none of us cried"-mewithoutYou
Also, Co&Ca have some mad guitar skills.
"Why burn poor and lonely under a bowl.
Under a lampshade or on the shelf
Beside the bed where at night
You lay turning like a door on it's hinges?
(First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again)
Why burn poor and lonely?
Tell all the stones, we're gonna make a building.
We'll cut into shape & set into place or you'd rather be a window,
I'll gladly be the frame reflecting any kind of words.
We'll let in all the blame
(And ruin our reputation all the same)
Never mind our plan making,
We'll start living......anyway,
Aren't you unbearbly sad?
Then why burn so poor and lonely?
We'll be like torches - We'll be torches together!
With whatever our tattered Dignity demands
Torches together, hand in hand
Why pluck one string - What good is just one note?
Oh, one string sounds fine i guess....We were once 'Our Notes',
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain
(What light and momentary pain!)
So why his safe distance, this curious look?
Why tear our single pages when you can throw away the book?
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar?
Strum the guitar!
With no beginning, with no end
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you're afraid,
And I'm afraid and everyone's afraid
And everyone knows it but we don't have to be afraid anymore
You played the flute but no one was dancing
You sang a sad song and none of us cried"-mewithoutYou
Also, Co&Ca have some mad guitar skills.
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meghan-- my best friend charlie taught in china for two years, and came back to teach grad school at the university of iowa. he would be a really good contact to have as you explore this option. he is a christian as well. his email is wcshifflett@yahoo.com. his thesis project is on migrant construction workers in china: www.presspoem.com. i think you should both be in touch. i'll send him your way as well. he made a good living there, and will return once he graduates.
-carole s.
-carole s.
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