I know what it’s like to be dead

Posted in Senza categoria on 1 maggio 2020 by catcher in the rye

She said
I know what it’s like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad
And she’s making me feel like I’ve never been born

I said
Who put all those things in your hair
Things that make me feel like I’m sad
And you’re making me feel like I’ve never been born

She said you don’t understand what I said
I said no no no, you’re wrong, when I was a boy
Everything was right
Everything was right

 

 

“‘She Said, She Said’? That’s mine. It’s an interesting track. The guitars are great on it. That was written after an acid trip in L.A. during a break in the Beatles tour […]. Peter Fonda came in when we were on acid and he kept coming up to me and sitting next to me and whispering, ‘I know what it’s like to be dead.’ He was describing an acid trip he’d been on. We didn’t ‘want’ to hear about that. We were on an acid trip and the sun was shining and the girls were dancing, and the whole thing was beautiful and Sixties, and this guy – who I really didn’t know – he hadn’t made Easy Rider or anything… kept coming over, wearing shades, saying, ‘I know what it’s like to be dead,’ and we kept leaving him because he was so boring! And I used it for the song, but I changed it to ‘she’ instead of ‘he.’…”
– John Lennon

“I’ve got blisters on my fingers!”

Posted in Senza categoria on 1 maggio 2020 by catcher in the rye

Well do you, don’t you want me to make you
I’m coming down fast but don’t let me break you
Tell me, tell me, tell me your answer
You may be a lover but you ain’t no dancer

Just for today

Posted in Senza categoria on 30 aprile 2020 by catcher in the rye

Just for today
I could try to live through this day only
Not deal with all life’s problems
Just for today

[Verse]
If just for one night
I could feel not sad and lonely
Not be my own life’s problem
Just for one night

[Chorus]
Just for today
I could try to live through this day only
Not deal with all life’s problems
Just for today

[Verse]
If just for one night
I could feel not sad and lonely
Not be my own life’s problem
Just for one night

[Chorus]
Just for today
I could try to live through this day only
Not deal with all life’s problems
Just for today

[Outro]
Just for today

 

Ay, my sweet George…

all my tears

Posted in Senza categoria on 28 aprile 2020 by catcher in the rye

It don’t matter where you bury me
I’ll be home and I’ll be free
It don’t matter anywhere I lay
All my tears be washed away
All my tears be washed away

Is anything we do, ever gonna last?

Posted in Senza categoria on 28 aprile 2020 by catcher in the rye

War is over now
I feel my mind returning
Carried on a cloud
Every nerve was burning over you

I never had a need at all for anyone
Anyone other than you
But now that’s through
So through

We’re prayin’ to get it fast
And we pray it’s in the past
Is anything we do, ever gonna last?
Couldn’t I have a clue?
Searchin’ the blue
Couldn’t I have a clue?
Searchin’ the blue
I’m searching the blue

The lay of land disease
Rocky and uneven
The light that we receive
Clouded beyond reason
Still we breathe

A human knows its self throughout without a doubt
For better, for worse we will remain
The same

We’re prayin’ to get it fast
And we pray it’s in the past
Is anything we do, ever gonna last?
Couldn’t I have a clue?
Searchin’ the blue
Couldn’t I have a clue?
Searchin’ the blue
I’m searching the blue

The Arcs, Searching the blue

How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown Like a rolling stone?

Posted in Senza categoria on 25 aprile 2020 by catcher in the rye

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don’t criticize what you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Please get outta’ the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fading
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’

 

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

“and I consider that my work won’t be finished until I’m dead and buried, and I hope that’s a long, long time.”

Posted in Senza categoria on 24 aprile 2020 by catcher in the rye

Wasn’t the seventies a drag, you know? Here we are, well let’s try to make the eighties good, you know?’ ‘Cause it’s still up to us to make what we can of it. It’s not out of our control. I still believe in love, peace; I still believe in positive thinking – when I can do it. I’m not always positive, but when I am I try to project it.”
YOKO: “Well, overall we’re getting more and more positive aren’t we? Because somehow… ”
JOHN: “Because we survived! That’s the thing. You have to give thanks to God, or whatever it is up there, the fact that we all survived. We all survived Vietnam, or Watergate, or the tremendous upheaval of the whole world that’s changed… we… we were the hip ones in the sixties, but the world is not like the sixties. The whole map’s changed. And we’re goin’ into an unknown future, but we’re still all here. We still… while there’s life there’s hope.”

 

JOHN: “Yeah. I think… but that’s part of us all, including meself, that wants to belong to some group. Now, I don’t mean a rock group, but a group in society because it… it makes you feel secure when times are hard, or there seems to be a threat of war, or a threat of monetary crisis, and… the media, with help from the public and the politicians, hype it up that it’s the end of the world, or the end of America, or the end of financial empire or whatever it is. And everybody gets insecure and wants to belong to a group – including me. I’m… you know, I was always wanting something, even though I always wanted to be the rebel on the outside, part of me always wanted to be a part of it. And it… it’s an insecurity. I’m not sayin’ that anybody who’s become a born-again Christian or a born-again whatever the other groups are… but, in general, to me it looks like a sign of insecurity because I recognize it in meself. That, when I do go through that terrible insecurity of ‘the world is collapsing’ or goin’ crazy, or doesn’t make sense anymore, wouldn’t it be easier if I was just along with these people – these few hundred or few thousand that all think the same way and it makes life easier like that. And I think if people realize that it’s not the end of the world, the Apocalypse is not gonna happen – no matter what some person might threaten us with, those people have been wavin’ those ‘end of the world’… I remember those ‘end of the world is nigh’ cartoons when I was 12, you know? The… my whole generation… our whole generation was brought up with the H-bomb. I remember Bertrand Russell and all the H-bomb… the reason we were rock and rollers – apparently – in the fifties was ’cause the bomb might go off any minute. OK… but, I don’t think that’s gonna happen. I really don’t think it’s gonna happen. And what happens if it happens? Just what happens if they drop the bombs all over the Earth – what’s gonna happen? Hmm? Is somebody gonna answer that? We’re either gonna live or we’re gonna die. If we’re dead we’ll have to deal with that. If we’re alive, we gotta deal with bein’ alive. So, worryin’ about whether Wall Street or the Apocalypse is gonna come in the form of the ‘Great Beast’ is not gonna do us any good day-to-day.

 

You see… now, the thing about when you get older you become this, if you believe that myth – again, it’s the belief system of, you know, peop… when we were kids thirty was death, right? The whole culture was like… right? I’m 40 now and I feel just… I feel better than before. You know? I mean, you can atrophy your ideas of life at 20 or 30 or 40. I know some kids that left school at the same time as me who were – within six month of gettin’ a job – absolutely locked in. You could say ‘conservative’. They might’ve been conservative socialists, in England. There’s just as many conservatives on the Left as there are on the Right. It’s not a matter of politics, conservative. It’s a matter of things… you don’t get so emotionally up and down when you’re older. Because, when you’re younger, your genes are different or your hormones are different. So it absolutely has to express different… you can become mellower without becoming rigid. I’m still open to anything. I still believe – almost – in anything until it’s disproven. I don’t have any set pattern. I don’t have any set answers. I’m as open as ever, but I just… maybe not so… my hormones don’t work the same, that’s all.”