Mar 05, 2012 08:40
Life is weird right now. Cohen put it better than I ever could, so I'll let him do the talking.
Histrionic? Maybe. Cryptic? Yeah. Pretentious? Hell yes.
That's pretty much it.
I've seen some lonely history
The heart cannot explore
I've scratched some empty blackboards
They have no teachers for
I trailed my meagre demons
From Jerusalem to Rome
I had an invitation
But the host was not at home
There were contagious armies
That spread their uniform
To all parts of my body
Except where I was warm
And so I wore a helmet
With a secret neon sign
That lit up all the boundaries
So I could toe the line
My boots got very tired
Like a sentry's never should
I was walking on a tightrope
That was buried in the mud
Standing at the drugstore
It was very hard to learn
Though my name was everywhere
I had to wait my turn
I'm standing here before you
I don't know what I bring
If you can hear the music
Why don't you help me sing
-Leonard Cohen
and your point is?,
life in general,
pretentious much?