So many times already that I thought my heart would die Nobody here to hold me & I’m gazing on the sky So far from home. So far away. I wanted something I could own. I wanted something that would stay.
You stretched yourself around me like a field that never ends People smiled & laughed but I knew they were not my friends Just like an ache. God help me to smile. Or go ahead and break me & just make me cry.
You bring the green. You bring the green. You bring the green.
A river flows around you & it carries things away A sun that circles round you but it won’t just end the day Reaching out your hand to touch some stupid things. Nothing to hold you so you grow some stupid wings.
You bring the green. You bring the green. You bring the green.
A little creek contains a little girl Glass falls like snow on another little world
You bring the green. You bring the green. You bring the green.
The moon a crescent in the sky The world a carpet down below He came to place me on the ferris wheel His face a shadow in the show.
Green. Green.
Pull back the curtain and you’ll find An empty room that know one knows Shake your head and climb the ferris wheel This is the world that you will come to know.
Green. Green.
I thought the flowers they would one day, one day I thought the leaves and trees would one day call me home.
You take my hand just like a leaf You show my foot just where to go You help me climb upon the ferris wheel You point down at the world below.
At the time I wrote this song I was obsessed with the color green. After all, green is the color of money, and money was something I desperately needed. Mostly, I needed money so that my husband would stop being depressed. I needed him to stop being depressed so that I could take a break from trying to make him happy.
So, I painted everything in my apartment green and filled it with plants. Every bit of wall space was filled with a picture of a saint in a green frame, since I figured saints would be lucky. Everyday I burned rosemary, sage, parsley and thyme to fill our home with their scent. To me they represented the four archangels, Rosemary for Auriel, Sage for Gabriel, Parsley for Raphael, and for Michael, Thyme.
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When I think of green people, I think of people who are smooth and accomplished, while perhaps a little on the fake side. They hide their true self in order to get ahead and take advantage of opportunities. Just like plants, they are flexible, changeable, and eager to grow in any direction. They conform to the norms of society for the advantages and ease it brings them.
I had the notion that if my husband became more green, more willing to fit in and go with the human flow, that it would ease his troubles, both emotionally and financially. After all, it is hard to get a job when you are crying and wearing a batman costume. So I tried to change him, to get him to reign in his personality and emotions.
For starters, I had him change up his wardrobe and exchange football jerseys (which had the side effect of exposing large puffs of chest hair) for the more contained polo shirt. I tried to get him to wear socks and close-toed shoes. We compromised on socks inside of sandals. Every morning, I forced him- as best I could- to sit with a cup of coffee (which he didn’t drink) and pretend to read a newspaper. I felt that coffee and newspapers would both be civilizing influences. He wanted to get his news from the computer, but I felt the dry scratchiness of the newsprint itself would somehow soak up the black bile that was troubling him. I also insisted he wear glasses. He didn’t need them, but luckily we were able to find some ladies reading glasses that were practically clear. I felt spectacles would lead to a more organized mind.
I also convinced him to trade in his meals of “animal style” burgers and meats dripping in dark sauces, for something more mental and crisp, like a turkey sandwich with a side of chips and a Sprite.
