Just sat down to listen to some music today and this song caught my attention. I’ve heard it many times before, but for some reason the lyrics really struck me. I guess it deals with a similar topic that I’ve been dealing with for a while- that no matter what the person looks like, no matter what they’ve been through, no matter what they say or do, they are still human. They still have a heart somewhere inside…and it beats just like mine.
Heart Still Beats
by Brave St Saturn
The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion
She’s guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection
Behind a veil of bleached thin hair her eyes tell a story
Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944
She’s looking for a handout, she’s been high for several weeks now
She’s too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out
And her heart still beats inside
And the blood runs in her veins
A remnant of life remains
Her heart still beats inside
The man finally comes to the door, I’ve seen him several times
He always looks pissed off and his sunglasses stay on
I think he got his biceps and tattoos while in prison
And it doesnt seem to bother him when he says “go to hell”
And his heart still beats inside
The blood runs in his veins
A remnant of life remains
His heart still beats inside
The thought it comes to my mind, to somehow intervene
But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway?
It’s hard to be effective when it happens so often
To see a life unraveling, through drawn venetian blinds
I’m sickened by compassion, I’m stifled by my limitations
Anesthetic apathy, come take the pain away
And my heart still beats inside
The blood runs in my veins
A remnant of life remains
And my heart still beats inside
Oh God, we need you here
We’re sinking fast and we dont care
The evidence is all around me, on both sides of my door
Our hearts beat
I thought i might just pass along this link to a new site I found called Virb. It’s yet another social networking site, much like myspace, but unlike myspace it actually looks nice and has good clean coding. I know that it is a long way off from competing since it seems to be more for “artist”, but I still think it’s pretty cool. If nothing else we can look at it and dream about what myspace could be.
www.virb.com
*thanks to notcot.org for the link.
Summer is here and it feels great. It’s been warmer than usual for the past week or two, settling in around the low 80’s consistently. Yesterday we planted our garden which is quickly becoming one of my favorite days of the year. Besides the obvious thoughts of the crops that will be harvested in a month or two, it just fills me with a general manly-man feeling. I mean, not that there’s a lot of heavy lifting involved or serious tools, but it’s the whole “i don’t need any fancy technology to do this job” thing. it’s just rewarding to do something that is going to bring around a great result with nothing more than a little elbow grease.
Today I spent a couple hours outside playing with my nieces. we raced down a hill riding on little plastic riding toys for a while and then later turned our attention to some serious bubble making duties. I did a little research and found a bubble formula which worked out pretty well. It was a little sporadic, but we created some pretty big bubbles- the biggest around 3 feet in diameter. The big challenge wasn’t creating the bubbles, it was keeping the little fingers from busting them! Regardless, it was a lot of fun. After that we came in for dinner then Jen and I went out to my uncles on a fishing trip. I only caught four little blue-gill, but as i was standing on the corner of the pond, I looked across the water at the setting sun and had one of those “life is good” moments. It was gorgeous.
Anyway…the Reds game just ended (they won!) so I think it’s time to get off here. One last thing to brighten your day…check this site out:
Farmers Only -too funny.