It's Just A Song

It's quite beautiful. Wait, the one where everything went sideways? Just add that through the middle, guys. I'm just kidding.

I know. Melody has a beautiful, beautiful voice, and she has such a sweet spirit. I love hearing her sing.

I miss the space, but it sounds like a great time. Dante, I think you wanted to sing a song for us. Oh, I did want to sing for DJ, but he left.

I did wish him a happy birthday, but I could sing a song. I guess so. Hold on.

I like the sound effects. I'm trying to make believe I'm turning pages when I'm really not. Actually, this song is right in front of me.

And HR didn't approve this, so she just gave me a middle finger in the DMs, so I don't know how this is going to go. All right, this one was for DJ and anyone else who's been through it and back a few times. She lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with her bare feet laughing.

I never learned to count my blessings. I choose instead to dwell in my disaster. I walk on down the hill through grass grown tall and brown, and still it's hard sometimes to let go of my pain.

I'm past the busted back of that old and rusted Cadillac that sinks into this field collecting rain. Will I always be this way? So empty, so estranged. Of these cutthroat busted sunsets, these cold and damp wild mornings, I've grown weary.

If through my cracked and dusty dime store lifts I spoke these words, how loud would no one hear me? Lay your blouse across the chair. Let fall the flowers from your hair and kiss me with that country mouth so plain. Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves.

To me it sounds like they're applauding us. The quiet love we've made. Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged.

Well, I've looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do your best to destroy me. See, I've been hell and back so many times. I must admit, you kind of bored me.

There's a lot of things that can kill a man and a lot of ways to die. Yes, and some already did and walked beside me. There's a lot of things I don't understand, but so many people like.

It's the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me. Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged. Thank you, Dante, that was beautiful.

Thank you, thank you. You're welcome. Yeah, that was just, like I said, I know that DJ's been through a lot.

I've spoken to him and been in spaces with him, and that's a song by Ray LaMontagne called Empty. It's just a song that I thought of, and I know he's been through hell and back. Like most of us in here or else we wouldn't be in this hot yoga slash reflections of self S2E7 slash HR approved links space.