New Song Demo: "Alien"
I made a demo for a song I wrote; if any musicians out there feel like covering it you can do so for free and make any changes you like. It's called "Alien".
Lyrics:
I am an alien
A stranger in a strange land
My skin blisters in the sun
The air rejects my lungs
Everything about me screams
"I'M NOT FROM HERE!"
And yet, here I am.
A stranger in a strange land
Such is life
I'm rich in material things
But poor in culture
I yearn for connection
I yearn to connect to the land
But I'm born of the ghost people
I'm born of the ghost people
I'm born of the ghost people
My culture is sitcoms
And Amazon
And the Brady Brunch
And the birthday song
My culture is Coke Is It
And Lord Hear Our Prayers
And Milli Vanilli
And the twisted thoughts of stunted billionaires
I can name more stars in the Marvel universe
Than I know in the sky
There are more pokemon I can tell apart
Than plants I can identify
I yearn to say "Here try this"
While proffering you a cup
"My pops used to make this for me,
this'll fix you right up."
I yearn to say "this is how we do things here"
Or "this is what this weather means"
Or "this bark is good for toothache"
Or "Just lie with me
and listen to the land"
Just lie with me
and listen to the land
Just lie with me
My culture is full of lies
My culture is made of lies
My culture is lies cooked up
By ad execs
In suits made by slaves
My culture was strategized
My culture was bastardized
My culture was militarized
In the parlor rooms
Of monarchs, popes, and liars
My culture was spun
Out of lies
By lobby groups
And think tanks
And lawyers protecting their clients
And middlemen chaining up the things that shine
And scavenger men
Looking for scavenger means
To predate on vulnerable people
My culture is a vulture
My culture is a vulture
I yearn to say "this is how we do things here"
Or "this is what this weather means"
Or "this bark is good for a toothache"
Or "Just lie with me
and listen to the land"
Just lie with me
and listen to the land
Just lie with me
Just lie with me
They lied to me
But you can just lie with me
And be free
And we'll
Listen to the land
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You never know what you'll find in the latest Caitlin post. Usually it's a narrative dismantling essay, though it might be a tale of a physicist talking with an extra-terrestrial or a touching poem/song of how alienating the dominant culture can feel.
In her willingness to share what and wherever her creative nature leads, she is modeling how the powers-that-be will be ushered into retirement: from all directions and every angle. Their think tanks are no doubt crafting strategies for defeating the resistance they know is coming. But as Sun Tzu said 2,500 years ago, "Preparedness everywhere means lack everywhere."
Thank you Ms. Johnstone. It is a highlight of my mornings, discovering your next helpful, and so often surprising, offering.
Perfect, except for the unnecessary slander against vultures. I'm a member of the Vulture anti-defamation league and I object to the slur on vultures, who are the "custodians of the land" that you say we should be listening to. When we listen to the land, we realize what benefits the vultures bring. The vulture is considered a "bird of prey" but it does not kill, it cleans up what others have killed or what has dies by other causes. The vulture is my totem bird and is the black robed, bald headed, zen monk of the airways surfing the thermal waves of the empty sky.