Dragons
All right. I'm sitting here listening to Josh Groban's Awake. The song is Weeping. And it's been on repeat for about a half hour and I'm still not sick of it.
Here's the refrain:
It doesn't matter now.
It's over anyhow.
He tells the world that it's sleeping.
But as the night came 'round,
I heard its lonely sound.
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
I, personally, interpret it as someone capturing a dragon. It breaks my heart when he sings, "It wasn't roaring, it was weeping."
I can tell you exactly why, too.
Since reading Beowulf in L.A. class, two years ago, I've been WAAAAY into dragons' rights. A lot of the time, a dragon is automatically assumed to be a bad guy, such as in Beowulf. Everyone is like, "Grab your pitchforks! We're goin' dragon hunting!"
For those of you who haven't read it, I'll explain... No, I'll try to sum it up.
A thief enters the dragon's cave and steals a cup, I think it was. And a lot of dragons, as you may or may not know, are treasure horders. Not because it's valuable, but because it's shiny and makes for a good coat of armor if they do the right thing with it.
Anyway, the dragon wants its cup back, and it can't find the thief. So, it does the thing that comes natural to it and begins to hunt through the villages. (I may be putting it into my story's POV, but whatever)
Sure, the dragon kills people, but my point is... It was provoked. I don't remember reading anywhere in Beowulf that the dragon hurt people before.
Moving back to the topic of the song... (sort of)
A dragon is a thing as ancient as the earth itself and needs to be free to flourish and be happy. To capture it and keep it in a cage is as bad as killing a unicorn, something innocent and pure. I was going to reference Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, but decided against it because that would make me sound like that's my only resource. I'm not going to keep going about unicorns either.
This isn't coming out right, I know. It sounded better in my head, but this little blog wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it out.
Weeping is just a sad, tragic song to me because I feel so stongly about dragons, I guess.
On another note, if someone who's good at drawing wants to design something for me, I would greatly apprciate it. If you're interested, please contact me.
Until next time, fellow freaks and morons, Sayonara!
~ Jillian
P.S. Here are the lyrics to Weeping, in case anyone is interested.
"Weeping"
(feat. Ladysmith Black Mambazo)
I knew a man who lived in fear
It was huge, it was angry,
It was drawing near.
Behind his house a secret place
Was the shadow of the demon
He could never face.
He built a wall of steel and flame
And men with guns to keep it tame
Then standing back he made it plain
That the nightmare would never ever rise again
But the fear and the fire and the guns remain.
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
And then one day the neighbours came
They were curious to know about the smoke and flame
They stood around outside the wall
But of course there was nothing to be heard at all
"My friends," he said, "We've reached our goal
The threat is under firm control
As long as peace and order reign
I'll be damned if I can see a reason to explain
Why the fear and the fire and the guns remain."
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
Say ah, say ah, say ah
Say ah, say ah, say ah
[Ladysmith's solo]
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
Say ah, say ah, say ah
Say ah, say ah, say ah [to end]