No Unknowing
by @spinhead
Liner Notes
Over the past 6 months I have realized some things, remembered some things, and discovered some things, that pushed me out of reality for a little while. My Best Beloved, my spirituality, and a psychiatrist and two count 'em two therapists are helping me back.
I'm so very tired of talking about my mental health and I can't stop talking about my mental health.
But in the past, when the hard things came out to music they hurt a bit less.
Lyrics
it slipped in while I wasn't looking it drifted through the window in my sleep I felt it long before I knew it and I haven't known it yet it's far too deep
it's coming there isn't any choice it floats up near where I can see it touches in places I'm afraid of and it feels like I'm not really me
I wish I knew how to make it leave me I didn't know it was even there and now I wish that I could just unknow it and I wish that I could just not care
but it slipped in while I wasn't looking it drifted through the window in my sleep I felt it long before I knew it and I haven't known it yet it's far too deep
Comments
always nice to hear your thoughts, sir. I'm getting loads of support and doing the work, so most days I can still see the sun on the horizon.
I very much understand what you mean about being tired of talking about your health and yet not being able to stop talking about it.
There is a gentle, resigned sadness to this song. I like the sparseness and the strumming of the uke.
thank you. it's nice to hear that someone understands.
I've said it before, how much I like the honest frailty of your voice. Knowing you've been throgh some pretty hard times it feels even more poignant. And those strings add even more depth.
I am always glad to hear your thoughts on my work, good sir.
I hesitated with the strings, but I thought, oh be obvious this time ;)
I love the lyrics very much and how the song builds. Your voice is quite soothing.
thank you very much!
This is beautifully expressive, Joel. The simple, honest lyrics, along with the desolate uke and strings, cut right to the heart.
Sorry to hear about the rough year. It's hard to work through these things but I have hope that you'll emerge stronger for it, my friend.