Here we go...
By the time they got out of the car
They couldn't hear a thing
The blood dripping from their ears
Meant I'd never see the same
The sun don't shine
The moon don't stir
When I'm hiding beneath the table
The dogs don't bite
The shouting blurs
Beneath the table
When I finally found my voice
It was too late to say a thing
The terrors that I'd seen
Came as tidal waves in dreams
the sun don't shine the moon don't stir when I'm hiding beneath the table the dogs don't bite the shouting blurs beneath the table When I finally found my voice it was too late to say a thing the terrors that I seen seemed like tidal waves in dreams ------------------------------------- I didn't get all the words . . . but finding your voice is so crucial -- So for me that invites these questions: 1. How do we find our voices IN TIME -- before "it's too late to say a thing" 2. When is it too late? Is it ever too late? 3. Every time we find our voice to declare our truth,we become vulnerable --- it terrifies people who want to silence us. Thus it is easier initially to hide under the table -- but while you're there, under the table, practice practice practice. The caring loving parent, teacher, partner, or friend will open you to your own voice by showing their interest and willingness to listen. 4.
Lil, Thank you for listening. I added the lyrics in the post now. Finding your voice is VERY crucial. At times mine seems stronger than others. I was talking with a friend and she mentioned that she spent a lot of time hiding beneath her table as a child when things were, "rough." She also saw a tragic car accident as a child and has a recurring dream that she is in a tsunami and can't/won't run. But tidal wave is easier to make in to a lyric than tsunami. I also had a friend of mine die last week. 42 years old and he left behind a beautiful family. Incredibly sad stuff. I think all of this is wrapped up in this song. I've been in bi-weekly therapy for some time now, but it's been "remote," and it just doesn't seem to be as effective. I think that's probably a pretty good analogy for life in general. Yeah, we can all zoom, etc but it's just not as effective. I'm dealing with some incredibly heavy stuff personally right now. Your question, "is it ever too late?" is a timely one. Maybe someday I'll write up what's happening. It's worth noting that it's a family matter that doesn't involve my wife/kids but still it's some heavy stuff. I know you are going through some heavy stuff too, my friend. I'll comment in pubski. I really appreciate you taking the time to listen, lil. You're phenomenally intuitive.