The Paul Simon Series -I
This is one of the songs that means ( or atleast meant) something to me. There was a time when I felt that this song could easily be the story of my life. Even now, I like the song a lot..very easy listening, but now I feel like laughing at the self indulgent, wallowing- in- your- misery, begging- for- attention kind of lyrics. You just can't live this way- shutting yourself up and closing yourself to any kind of experience. Of course, we all hurt and feel this miserable, but you just have to move on. You can't be depressed, and hate the world, and everyone in it and most of all, hate yourself forever. You have to get over it. And though its a cliche, but it's true that everything changes with time. Nothing remains static. If things around you don't change, then you yourself change. And I believe that every one of us has the capacity to change and change for the good. We all need to believe in ourselves as well as others. Here comes the song:
I am a Rock
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,I am an island.
I have my booksAnd my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;And an island never cries.
I am a Rock
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,I am an island.
I have my booksAnd my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;And an island never cries.
I find the song sad and quite pathetic. And I hope and pray that whenever you or anyone else is going through this phase, you get over it.
But it's still a bit funny. I'm sure that if I came across such a person, I'd feel like slapping him or her.
4 Comments:
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Come on somebody.
ha ha ha
typically chamki rely. why am i not surprised?
that was "reply". sorry. although why the hell would anyone other than sister ananda be offended by a "rely" in place of a "reply"? i take my sorry back.
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