Honestly, there's nothing in the world more inspiring than good post-rock. GSY!BE, Explosions in the Sky, Mogwai...amazing stuff.
I came up with this while listening to, of all songs, "Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven". I dunno, I'm not one to showcase poetry, really, but this just hit me hard, and I've been writing a lot lately so that's saying something.
I came up with this while listening to, of all songs, "Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven". I dunno, I'm not one to showcase poetry, really, but this just hit me hard, and I've been writing a lot lately so that's saying something.
Originally posted by me:
Lift your skinny fists like antennas to heaven,
And one by one count your blessin's,
So you don't mistake all those who have come to help,
And you don't end up trapped in your own little cell.
Step outside and enjoy the spring,
Let the beauty of it a tear to your eye bring,
And cry, cry, cry at the happy times ahead,
For you must enjoy this life if it is to mean anything by the time you are dead.
Lift your skinny fists like antennas towards god,
And feel the glory of our world run through your veins slipshod,
For no great thing happens by chance,
It's all a wondrous and beautiful dance.
And one by one count your blessin's,
So you don't mistake all those who have come to help,
And you don't end up trapped in your own little cell.
Step outside and enjoy the spring,
Let the beauty of it a tear to your eye bring,
And cry, cry, cry at the happy times ahead,
For you must enjoy this life if it is to mean anything by the time you are dead.
Lift your skinny fists like antennas towards god,
And feel the glory of our world run through your veins slipshod,
For no great thing happens by chance,
It's all a wondrous and beautiful dance.
D E A T H