Music Video: Merry Go Round
Characters: Lee Adama and his family
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Song: Merry Go Round
Artist: Mary Gauthier
Spoilers: The Miniseries, S1, S2, S3
File Size: 34 mb
Warnings: psychological violence, child abuse, dark themes; external footage use!
Download links: megaupload
Streaming: here
Notes: This is a VidUKon premiere that originally was not planned specifically for such event and was produced mainly for Lee fans like myself who would be interested in seeing one of the possible interpretations of his backstory. It is deeply rooted in his POV and explores his childhood years before he became an active part of the military system, even before Zak's tragic death and is merely an attempt to see beyond what little canon gave us. As such it could be called an AU video, although in my perception this work is as canonical as it can be because the whole story is built on the basis of those scenes that hinted at the reasons of Lee's withdrawn attitude and issues in personal relationships on more than one occasion. A warning I should probably articulate here is that I didn't shy away from the impact of Bill's 'absent presence' in his family's life and I did try to reflect the well hidden nature of the passive abuse that both kids had to go through. This work is probably highly prejudiced as well, but just as Like O, Like H it is way too personal not to have absorbed my bias. I do love Lee's character more than I could ever convey in words, and I hope that Merry Go Round manages to capture some truth about him.
Comments are always welcome!
Lyrics below
From the painful rays of daybreak
Ripping darkness out your eyes
To every kiss with bourbon breath
Your daddy didn't hide, he didn't hide
From the crack of his backhand slap
To your mama's blue veined hands
That held her rosary desperately
Cause she didn't understand
From the brokenhearted playground
In the lonely afternoon
To the violence of little boys
And the crying in your bedroom
Till the wind blows right through you and rain don't get you wet
Till your lips move constantly but you ain't said nothing yet
Till you ride that horse in circles going up and coming down
Round and round, it's a merry go round
From the phone booth on the freeway
When there's no one left to call
To the porcelain god you pray to
In the public restroom stall
From the milky white of heroin
As it bubbles and it soothes
To the dirty sheets you lie on
With nothing left to lose
Till the wind blows right through you and rain don't get you wet
Till your lips move constantly but you ain't said nothing yet
Till you ride that horse in circles going up and coming down
Round and round, it's a merry go round
From the painful rays of daybreak
Ripping darkness out your eyes
To every kiss with bourbon breath
Your daddy didn't hide, he didn't hide...