| Matty Cries – Visions of July Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Beautiful. Season-travel is part of time-travel. Once you open to a vision of July or October [my fav] in your heart, and clasp it carefully, it can stay there beyond time's power to erase it. No matter what Anglela and Gordon are doing. | |
| Matty Cries – Kid Revolutionary Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Traffic will dance and the traffic lights will, too: red will become lavender and yellow will be gold and green will be all the treeleaf greens there are. People who are not in the business of holding kids' hands need to get it together in the forest. And everybody, no matter what human age, is young enough to be a revolutionary and a partner and reach out to be held. Like the willows can always be holding you, if you look., and you let them, and you give back... |
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| Matty Cries – I'll be blue for you (Muppet Babies cover) Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| *All* of the above, that should be! | |
| Matty Cries – I'll be blue for you (Muppet Babies cover) Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| And then again, it could be both of the above! | |
| Matty Cries – Ideal Worlds Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Stanza starting with "Last night I dreamt... " is awesome. What Matty teaches me there --- is that when you learn to hold your own hand in love, you can hold others' hands and wear your crown of willow branches. The turning into Matty is because that love is inside you all along, in the veins of your hands like the veins in the leaves. Chance and beauty won't run away as long as you touch the truths of trees inside you. That's where the ideal worlds live too, very close, as close as you want to keep them. The 'ideal worlds' remind me so much of Mick and Keith: 'Lose your dreams and you will los your mind. Is life unkind?' The song also tells me that I can't have a true appreciation of ideal worlds unless I can contrast it with sorrow and loneliness. Since those two can [and do] come at any age, time-lessly, so can love, as your heart and the willow's heart are always interchangable... again, time-lessly. |
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| Matty Cries – Empathy and Sacrifice Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I think the strongest image is of Matty as a tree, the resonances and the universal paths: when she walks into the forest she IS a treelike member of that forest. And "the trees reach out to meet you", indeed. I hope she is barefoot. Also like the image of the nation as a puzzle made of (tree) wood, reaching out to meet her as she travels. To meet other beds, other people, other trees. And a lover to open her like a cathedral of tree branches, glowing and protective. 'Hot kid from a cold state' but when she enters the forest, temperatures and time seem disappeared in the wisdom and light of the trees, which have been there a long long time. Longer than any of us. |
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