Ferociously Observant

It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not. -Anon.

When I Fall 9 June 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — ferociouskater @ 2:24 pm

I’m tired of blogging about writer’s block and doubt in my abilities, so I think I’ll blog about something more cheerful. Like how so much I love the Barenaked Ladies.

How many other bands can get away with beautiful and poetic songs about a window washer, bank robbery, or the war in Iraq?
This is one of my favorites, and I’ve had it in my head for several days, so I thought I’d share. Enjoy.

I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend Im not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
Nine-point-eight straight down I cant stop my knees.

I wish I could fly
From this building, from this wall
And if I should try,
Would you catch me if I fall?

My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings
Cant look below me, or something might throw me
Curse at the windstorms that october brings.

I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaohs tomb
Id gladly swap places, if they care to dive
Theyre lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
Theyre frightened of jumping, in case they survive.

I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather whos dead

Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But paintings creating, and Im just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece

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