Open Up Those Blinds–The Antlers’ “Wake”

I read the news today, oh boy (and yesterday and in these depression months), and the suicide story’s unrelenting: Linkous, Jay R., Jamie, Hughes, Hendry, Andrew, the Cornell Kids….
My preferred (albeit skewed) take away from The Antlers’ awe-inspiring “Wake”:
When the good people come (and they will) with their helicopter to lift you out, please (I beg of you) choose to let these people in.  We beg of you…let them in.
“Wake” by The Antlers:
“With the door closed, shades drawn, the world shrinks.
Let’s open up those  blinds.
But someone has to sweep the floor, pick up her dirty  clothes.
That job’s not mine.
Now that everyone’s an enemy, my heart  sinks.
Let’s put away those claws.
I don’t blame them for their  curtains-calls because I pulled the rope.
I wannna call them back out for  applause.
Spring and Thompson on the first of May is horrible.
We hid in  catacombs.
So now I’m sleeping next to mousetraps, in a bed of all our  clothes,
while I hope that she won’t come home.
It was easier to lock the  doors and kill the phones than to show my skin,
because the hardest thing is never to repent for someone else,
It’s letting people in.
Well  you can come inside, unlock the door, take off your shoes.
But this might  take all night.
To explain to you I would have walked out those sliding  doors,
but the timing never seemed right.
When your helicopter came and  tried to lift me out,
I put its rope around my neck.
And after that you  didn’t bother with the airlift or the rescue-
you knew just what to  expect.
That with the door closed, shades drawn, we’re dead  enough.
They don’t open from outside.
And someone has to speak with their  teeth behind their tongue,
to never let that right be denied.
We can’t rely  on photographs and visitation time,
but I just don’t know where to begin.
I  wanna bust down the door, if you’re willing to forgive.
I’ve got the keys.   I’m letting people in.
Don’t be scared to speak, don’t speak with  someone’s tooth,
don’t bargain when you’re weak, don’t take that sharp  abuse.
Some patients can’t be saved, but that burden’s not on  you.
Don’t ever let anyone tell you you deserve that….”



Great post.
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