We celebrated Peggi’s birthday with Pete and Shelley in the mountains and for some reason we got fixed on the BOC song. I really never paid much attention to the lyrics. I never do. I guess I look for other stuff in a song. Shelley pointed out how powerful this line is. “Seasons don’t fear the reaper. Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are. We can! “None of us could come up with the rest of the lyrics but that didn’t stop Pete from banging out a version on acoustic guitar. We had such a good time we forgot our pillows.
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The last verse is actually rather cinematic:
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid
Come on baby
And she had no fear
And she went to him
Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodbye
She had become like they are
She had taken his hand
She had become like they are
Come on baby . . .
Great song by a great band – the SNL “more cowbell” skit (which is pretty funny) probably killed it for a lot of people. Their first three albums are just astoundingly creative, and seriously hilarious, too. In keeping with the photo on this post there’s “The Red & The Black,” the only hard rock song I know of about the Royal Canadian Mounties.