When I wake up
In the morning
I pour the coffee
I read the paper
Then I slowly
And so softly
do the dishes
feed the fishes
sing me happy birthday
like it's gonna be your last one
here on earth
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you made yourself invulnerable
no one can break your heart
so you wear it down
and you wring it out
and you break it yourself
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Andrew Bird's one-man orchestra of the imagination, on TED:
http://www.ted.com/talks/andrew_bird_s_one_man_orchestra_of_the_imagination.html
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1 comment:
Beautiful lines on the brittleness of invulnerability. You will like this:
Excerpt from ANTHEM- Leonard Cohen
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
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