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little inner voices

It came to my attention that I'd have to pay heed to all those little inner voices I'd been trying to tune out.

Interesting, I thought. Great good could come of this, or it could make me go crazy.

Fear of insanity is a dastardly thing. Then, one day, you're walking down the street, drinking a cup of coffee, smoking a cigarette, and you forget about it - all fear of it just seems to disappear, and you start just floating around. That's when you've lost it; you're nuts.

Fear can bring you back, just like it can take you there. Are apathy and anxiety opposites? I guess they could be, some of the time. I don't like fear. I like old cities and old growth forests. Yhat doesn't leave much space for fear. I guess I don't mind fear, really. It's just a bad habit, like a dirty nun wears.

Much better to go nuts, or bananas. No need to get cable tv - you're already hooked in. Just flare your nostrils and raise your ears and you can hear them all... 'course they're pretty quiet, really, but they'll let out a whisper here and there, and you should commit all that to memory, you know, just in case. I suppose you could write it down. Or make it into a song.

instrumentation

keys, vocals - de
djembe - mike deaton
(Easley and Deaton live at The Little Grill, 20 Feb '03)