Wednesday, April 27, 2016
The Poetry of Rock n' Roll: "Cycling Trivialities"
To observe National Poetry Month, once a week I featured lyrics of rock n' roll or pop songs that also double as exquisite poetry (previously here, here, and here--with a very special installment here). Let's close the month with some tender lyrics from the marvelous José González. This song, "Cycling Trivialities" (previously here) speaks to understanding the priorities of this existence, of understanding something larger than the next step...and how to be tender with yourself and allow yourself to exist within a bigger framework.
Cycling Trivialities
Too blind to know your best
Hurrying through the forks without regrets
Different now, every step is like a mile
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
You don't know which way to turn
Every trifle becoming big concerns
All this time you were chasing dreams
Without knowing what you wanted them to mean
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
Who cares in a hundred years from now
All your small steps, all your shitty clouds
Who cares in a hundred years from now
Who'll remember all the players?
Who'll remember all the clowns?
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
So, where's this leaving me
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
http://jose-gonzalez.com/
Cycling Trivialities
Too blind to know your best
Hurrying through the forks without regrets
Different now, every step is like a mile
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
You don't know which way to turn
Every trifle becoming big concerns
All this time you were chasing dreams
Without knowing what you wanted them to mean
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
Who cares in a hundred years from now
All your small steps, all your shitty clouds
Who cares in a hundred years from now
Who'll remember all the players?
Who'll remember all the clowns?
So, how's it gonna be
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
So, where's this leaving me
When it all comes down
You're cycling trivialities
http://jose-gonzalez.com/
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