11:06 pm and I want to write more like Matt Berninger.
(What is it about a good song that makes you feel
so thin?)
But now isn’t the time to think about that.
I want to be the distortion in the speakers.
The fuzz in your ears
when everything in your room is dark.
Cascade down my finger tips and dance along the strings.
And it all begins.
My voice shall swallow you whole and you will love the descent.
Blur together now, blur together.
You say you just don’t like going outside
and I understand. It’s the itchy blue sky
the sunshine
with its creases and folds. So stay in with me tonight,
surround yourself with strangers and lean on their shoulders.
In a basement of someone you don’t know, hold on.
Let the liquor colour you. Let my guitar take you.
Push and shove. Let it love. Let it love.
I give myself to the words
that give themselves to the microphone
that gives itself to the speakers that give themselves to you.
Blur together now, blur together.
Your heart is in the bass
drum with a fist in the snare. Boom-boom Snap-snap. Boom-Snap.
You shake your head and tap your foot. This is your dance.
My throat is raw. My eyes are down. My sweat is yours.
And your sweat is ours. And everyone’s sweat is everyone’s sweat.
We’re all so giving.
Close your eyes and let the melody take you home.
Blur together now, blur together. It is We now.
You don’t care who’s watching you because you’re watching us.
And we’re all watching you back and we’re grateful you came.
A few more songs. A few more songs is all we have. Become the ocean
again for the next few minutes. Sway from side to side and then crash against
the stage. Let me hold your head and scream into your mouth.
Let the sorrows out.
And before the light fades and the songs walk away,
we become forever. It only becomes real when they tell us to leave.
Blur together for now, blur together.
Blur together for now, blur together.
Push and shove. Let it love. Let it love.
I give myself to you and you give yourself to us and they and them
and we, that give ourselves to the words to the microphone to the speakers.
Push and shove. Let it love. Let it love.
We
are an ocean.