This one goes out to Emma Jean the woman who pulled me out of the long cold dark.
Love of mine
Someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
No blinding light
Or tunnels, to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
“Son, fear is the heart of love, ” so I never went back
And if Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
But it’s nothing to cry about
‘Cause we’ll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
And if Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
Gerard Van der Leun
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A beautiful song and a touching version.
My son is a big fan of Death Cab for Cutie and this song is generally in his mix that we listen to when running errands together. I like other songs that they do as well, but this is my favorite.
In a related note, DCfC take their name from a song by the 1960s UK band named the Bonzo Doo Dah Band. I loved their music, which to pop music sort of what Monty Python is to popular TV and film entertainment. One of their members, Neil Innes, also did music for the Pythons. One of my favorite tracks was “The Intro and the Outro”.
nice and kind of leonard coheny, just sayin
Deep.
Glad you are back, G.
Please stop, Gerard. Just stop. I come here for a daily dose of insight,uplift and fortification against the insanity of the world I now live in. My wife has begun to slip away mentally and physically, and I am doing my best to handle it, keep a stiff upper lip, and all. The kids and grandchildren are not helping, mostly because I don’t think they want to see or deal with the reality of it. It’s stark, I tell you. So, when you decide to delve this deeply into melancholia, regardless of how artful, I come away in a greater depth of despair than before I stopped by to visit. So, again, I ask you, please stop. Thanks.
So sorry about your troubles, Steve, especially about the indifference
of your children. I think many of us can relate to that. You will be
remembered in my prayers.
MY PRAYERS for you also Steve. I have something in my own past that rings like that.
Every man who has really lived will one day sing that dirge. Such is the nature of life, of death. If death ended everything then that song is inexpressibly sad. If death is just a beginning then that song is an expression of Joy.
Thanks for Posting Gerard, I found it quite comforting.
Steve’s take, I commiserate, we all have our own hells and purgatories and, sadly what may cheer one can increase another’s sorrow.
I’ve often thought that if a person can create something that induces his or her audience to cry – be it a writer, a musician, a painter, a sculptor, a poet or other – then that person has succeeded in the profession. I guess there are other measures, but that is my measure, and I find it here, even in the comments.
A man who does not cry in the face of sublime Beauty has not yet lived. He really needs to get out more.
Steve, so sorry to here. Steve you have friends, here on AD My wife and me would be happy to assist as my wife and me can. We’re in Southern Oregon.
Agree with your view, regarding your children your grandchildren, honestly they aren’t wired to understand, cope with this. They want to remember mom or grandma in their minds in her prime.
530-708-1438 “Dirk “if you need to talk, please call. While I’m not good at it, I’ve been thru it many times. Never easy for the person in your position.
Before ol Remus passed we were talking , well texting. Remus just lost his wonderful wife, he was in The Pokanos Penn, I was going to fly out to help, Or he was considering coming out an stay to get thru the tough stuff. Had built a sort of survival van or SUV for traveling. Then he got sick, passed quickly.
People, WE have a Brother a Friend who needs our support. Let’s do our part!
Dirk
Have gumption; will travel. Just need the particulars. Also have whiskey.
I have been away from the site for awhile, but I decided to come back today. I decided to pick things up where I left off, so came to the comments. I was deeply touched by the efforts to comfort me in my distress, especially from Mr. and Mrs. Dirk. The fact that you would volunteer to reach out to a total stranger in need speaks volumes about your decency, kindness and virtue. Thanks. I’m feeling better now, have put a lot of my problems in His hands, and am concentrating more on the positives in my–our–life. My wife is still the most beautiful, wonderful and special person in the world. I find myself kissing her and hugging her more often, and can’t help but notice how much this improves everything. For her, but for me as well, so I’m gonna keep this up, pray more deeply and wait for God’s merciful intervention. I don’t know if you’ll read this, but I feel better having written. Now that I’m back on with my regular visits to Gerard’s homey environs, I’m counting on our pats crossing digitally again, so I can make certain to say, “Howdy, and Thanks-a-million.”
Good to see you Steve and I am very glad you have found some solace and surcease here.
42 years is long enough. The thought of dragging this out for eternity makes me want to weep.