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remnant 39: “Lou Reed was massively important to ‘Island of Misfit Toys’ kids”

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With the passing of Lou Reed, Rolling Stone has collected reflections on Reed, including one from R.E.M.’s Michael Stipe, who punctuates his piece beautifully with the following:

Lou Reed was massively important to “Island of Misfit Toys” kids. Every single child of the 21st century who is not square owes him a moment of reflection and thanks.

As I have been listening to 1988’s Green because of a wonderful reflection in The Atlantic by Jennie Rothenberg Gritz, Stipe’s reflection reminded me of “The Wrong Child”:

“The Wrong Child”

Green, R.E.M.

I’ve watched the children come and go
A late long march into spring
I sit and watch those children
Jump in the tall grass, leap the sprinkler
Walk in the ground, bicycle clothespin spokes
The sound the smell of swingset hands

I will try to sing a happy song
I’ll try and make a happy game to play

Come play with me I whispered to my new found friend
Tell me what it’s like to go outside
I’ve never been
Tell me what it’s like to just go outside
I’ve never been and I never will

I’m not supposed to be like this
I’m not supposed to be like this but it’s ok

Hey those kids are looking at me
I told my friend myself, “those kids are looking at me”
They’re laughing and they’re running over here
They’re laughing and they’re running over here
What do I do? What can I do? What should I do?
What do I say? What can I say?

I said “I’m not supposed to be like this
Let’s try to find a happy game to play
Let’s try to find a happy game to play
I’m not supposed to be like this but it’s ok”
Ok

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Written by plthomasedd

November 10, 2013 at 12:53 pm

remnant 36: “I believe…”

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Future 40’s (String of Pearls) Lyrics

Hey man I’m making moves
and I am so much stronger than you.
I am so much stronger,
I am so much stronger than you.
Everybody thinks the way that we thought,
we thought ahead and look what we got.
I did not invent this world,
Call my words a string of pearls.
But you will find the sheen
loses all its luster.

—–

“I Believe”

R.E.M.

Lifes Rich Pageant

When I was young and full of grace
and spirited–a rattlesnake.
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You’re on your honor not to tell

I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract
Explain the change, the difference between
What you want and what you need, there’s the key,
Your adventure for today, what do you do
Between the horns of the day?

I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in

When I was young and give and take
And foolish said my fool awake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You’re on your honor, on your honor

Trust in your calling, make sure your calling’s true
Think of others, the others think of you
Silly rule golden words make, practice, practice makes perfect,
Perfect is a fault, and fault lines change

I believe my humor’s wearing thin
And change is what I believe in

I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in

When I was young and full of grace
As spirited a rattlesnake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You’re on your honor, on your honor
I believe in example
I believe my throat hurts
Example is the checker to the key

I believe my humor’s wearing thin
And I believe the poles are shifting

I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in

Written by plthomasedd

October 17, 2013 at 2:04 pm

Posted in R.E.M., remnant 36