Friday, September 12, 2003
Johnny Cash, 1932 - 2003
I honestly can't believe this. I mean, we all knew it was going to happen, we all knew it was going to happen SOON, but I still can't believe this at all. I think this may be the first time a celebrity died and I actually shed a tear. I mean, I never even MET the guy, hell, I didn't even start listening to his music until a couple years ago but I know what kind of an icon he truly was, and I feel like I've known him personally for years. You know, whenever a celebrity passes away, you're supposed to say "oh, that's so sad." and move on. But Johnny Cash was, well, just so much bigger than most celebrities. I mean, Johnny Cash WAS rebellion, he WAS country music, he was, well, to quote my buddy Fuzzy, EVERYTHING. I don't know what else to say, so I'll just post the lyrics to the song I've been listening to all morning. Not directly by Johnny Cash, but it fits more than anything else.
Rosanne Cash and Johnny Cash
"Sepetember When It Comes"
There's a cross above the baby's bed,
A Saviour in her dreams.
But she was not delivered then,
And the baby became me.
There's a light inside the darkened room,
A footstep on the stair.
A door that I forever close,
To leave those memories there.
So when the shadows link them,
Into an evening sun.
Well first there's summer, then I'll let you in.
September when it comes.
I plan to crawl outside these walls,
Close my eyes and see.
And fall into the heart and arms,
Of those who wait for me.
I cannot move a mountain now;
I can no longer run.
I cannot be who I was then:
In a way, I never was.
I watch the clouds go sailing;
I watch the clock and sun.
Oh, I watch myself, depending on,
September when it comes.
So when the shadows link them,
And burn away the clouds.
They will fly me, like an angel,
To a place where I can rest.
When this begins, I'll let you know,
September when it comes.
R.I.P. Man in Black. You shall be missed....
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I honestly can't believe this. I mean, we all knew it was going to happen, we all knew it was going to happen SOON, but I still can't believe this at all. I think this may be the first time a celebrity died and I actually shed a tear. I mean, I never even MET the guy, hell, I didn't even start listening to his music until a couple years ago but I know what kind of an icon he truly was, and I feel like I've known him personally for years. You know, whenever a celebrity passes away, you're supposed to say "oh, that's so sad." and move on. But Johnny Cash was, well, just so much bigger than most celebrities. I mean, Johnny Cash WAS rebellion, he WAS country music, he was, well, to quote my buddy Fuzzy, EVERYTHING. I don't know what else to say, so I'll just post the lyrics to the song I've been listening to all morning. Not directly by Johnny Cash, but it fits more than anything else.
Rosanne Cash and Johnny Cash
"Sepetember When It Comes"
There's a cross above the baby's bed,
A Saviour in her dreams.
But she was not delivered then,
And the baby became me.
There's a light inside the darkened room,
A footstep on the stair.
A door that I forever close,
To leave those memories there.
So when the shadows link them,
Into an evening sun.
Well first there's summer, then I'll let you in.
September when it comes.
I plan to crawl outside these walls,
Close my eyes and see.
And fall into the heart and arms,
Of those who wait for me.
I cannot move a mountain now;
I can no longer run.
I cannot be who I was then:
In a way, I never was.
I watch the clouds go sailing;
I watch the clock and sun.
Oh, I watch myself, depending on,
September when it comes.
So when the shadows link them,
And burn away the clouds.
They will fly me, like an angel,
To a place where I can rest.
When this begins, I'll let you know,
September when it comes.
R.I.P. Man in Black. You shall be missed....
