the moon was unbearably high.
flowering plant that hung from the radiator pipe.
it was dripping sweat from its rapidly fading petals.
and to the humming world in which I was living,

a crescendoing stepping sound came in.
heard you stepping over three weeks' worth of newspapers
piled up outside the door.

I hear you knocking.
come in.
turn on the radio.
turn up the volume.

you sat down in the same place where you used to sit.
it brought back a memory or two.
I may not know much any more, but I remember you.

you were quiet for a while, and that was nice.
then you came along with your questions,
always questions.
I don't have any answers to those particular questions.

I hear you talking.
shut up!
turn on the radio.
turn up the volume.

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    General CommentSince no one has commented on this one, I feel that I should. Buried beneath one of the most lo-fi of the early TMG recordings is a great song with some very powerful lines. The narrator has walled himself away from the outside world, possibly both physically and metaphorically (via drugs or just a a mental state that makes the world hum). His world is invaded by a friend or other person who comes to check on him - '3 weeks of newspapers' tells you how long its been. The narrator doesn't mind the visit, but wants no interaction at all. And uses music to avoid conversation/interrogation.

    The specific line "I have no answers to those particular questions" has been very useful to me more than once.
    nathan1149on May 15, 2018   Link

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