lunedì 28 ottobre 2013

MAGIC AND LOSS: Lou Reed (2 marzo 1942 - 27 ottobre 2013)




When you pass through the fire, you pass through humble

You pass through a maze of self-doubt

When you pass through humble, the lights can blind you

Some people never figure that out



You pass through arrogance, you pass through hurt

You pass through an ever present past

And it’s best not to wait for luck to save you

Pass through the fire to the light



Pass through the fire to the light

Pass through the fire to the light

It’s best not to wait for luck to save you

Pass through the fire to the light



As you pass through the fire, your right hand waving

There are things you have to throw out

That caustic dread inside your head

Will never help you out



You have to be very strong, ‘cause you’ll start from zero

Over and over again

And as the smoke clears there’s an all-consuming fire

Lyin’ straight ahead



Lyin’ straight ahead

Lyin’ straight ahead

And as the smoke clears there’s an all-consuming fire

Lyin’ straight ahead




They say no one person can do it all

But you want to in your head

But you can’t be Shakespeare

And you can’t be Joyce

So what is left instead



You’re stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you

You have to start at the beginning again

And just this moment, this wonderful fire

Started up again



When you pass through humble, when you pass through sickly

When you pass through I’m better than you all

When you pass through anger and self-deprecation

And have the strength to acknowledge it all



When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic

That let you survive your own war

You find that that fire is passion

And there’s a door up ahead, not a wall



As you pass through fire as you pass through fire

Try to remember its name

When you pass through fire licking at your lips

You cannot remain the same



And if the building’s burning, move towards that door

But don’t put the flames out.

There’s a bit of magic in everything

And then some loss to even things out



Some loss to even things out

Some loss to even things out

There’s a bit of magic in everything

And then some loss to even things out.


(“Magic and Loss”, 1992)

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