I spend my life
Becoming invisible
It's hard to maintain
And it's hard to get by
I don't recall
Fight or flight setting in
I have no introduction
I just breath it in like the air
And there's nothing to remember
There is nothing to remember
I owe you nothing
That's all I've got for you
And you'll borrow nothing
That's what you expect of me
So send me a lot
Out of thin sailors knots
And I fear underneath
Your radiant thoughts
My footsteps now
They will echo loudly
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
I'll give you those
You told me something
That scared me to death
Don't take me home
I can't face that yet
I'm ashamed that I'm barely human
And I'm ashamed that
I don't have a heart you can break
I'm just action
And at other times reaction
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
I'll give you those
Just don't make me go home
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Becoming invisible
It's hard to maintain
And it's hard to get by
I don't recall
Fight or flight setting in
I have no introduction
I just breath it in like the air
And there's nothing to remember
There is nothing to remember
I owe you nothing
That's all I've got for you
And you'll borrow nothing
That's what you expect of me
So send me a lot
Out of thin sailors knots
And I fear underneath
Your radiant thoughts
My footsteps now
They will echo loudly
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
I'll give you those
You told me something
That scared me to death
Don't take me home
I can't face that yet
I'm ashamed that I'm barely human
And I'm ashamed that
I don't have a heart you can break
I'm just action
And at other times reaction
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe, all I owe
Strides I spend to the finish line
I'll give you those
Just don't make me go home
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Give me something to remember
Neko Case

Neko Richelle Case (; born September 8, 1970) is an American singer-songwriter and member of the Canadian indie rock group the New Pornographers. Case has a powerful, untrained contralto voice, which has been described by contemporaries and critics as a "flamethrower", "a powerhouse [which] seems like it might level buildings," "a 120-mph fastball," and a "vocal tornado". Critics also note her idiosyncratic, "cryptic," "imagistic" lyrics, and credit her as a significant figure in the early 21st-century American revival of the tenor guitar. Case's body of work has spanned and drawn on a range of traditions including country, folk, art rock, indie rock, and pop and is frequently described as defying or avoiding easy generic classification.
Love Neko, appalled by The Hunger Games. I have problems with anything — literature or otherwise — that is morally ambivalent to the murder of children by other children.
That's the point of the Hunger Games - that we shouldn't be morally ambivalent to the murder of children. The whole series is about people fighting against just such a thing.
Have you read the books? All of them? I have, and I believe it is a very moral tale amidst a great deal of moral ambivalence. Sorta like real life, eh? And the one thing they are absolutely not ambivalent about is the murder of children by other children.
Poacher wrote:
Love Neko. I am disturbed by the application of any moral standard to art. What we inevitably end up with is the Catholic Church's movie ratings, Hitler's standards for Aryan painting and illustration, the banning of Joyce's Ulysses, and book and record burnings.
Everyone applies moral standard to art—except those who do not recognize morality of any kind (societies tend to keep those locked away for the obvious reasons) the question has always been who gets to make the moral judgments. So just as we can imagine art under moral judgment constraints that we find too restrictive, try to imagine an artistic world with no moral constraints at all. I assure you it would be absolutely horrid. We rightly do not tolerate snuff films, child pornography, etc. and assuredly the human mind can come up with way worse things than that
That's the point of the Hunger Games - that we shouldn't be morally ambivalent to the murder of children. The whole series is about people fighting against just such a thing.
Thanks for your thoughts. I did not read the books, but I certainly did not pick up on that when I took Kid No. 2 to the first Hunger Games movie.
Everybody in my hotel room loves this song...
Thanks for your thoughts. I did not read the books, but I certainly did not pick up on that when I took Kid No. 2 to the first Hunger Games movie.
The books are about a rebellion against a government that allows the Hunger Games to exist.
beautiful... love this song... sigh...
Have you read the books? All of them? I have, and I believe it is a very moral tale amidst a great deal of moral ambivalence. Sorta like real life, eh? And the one thing they are absolutely not ambivalent about is the murder of children by other children.
Poacher wrote:
Love Neko. I am disturbed by the application of any moral standard to art. What we inevitably end up with is the Catholic Church's movie ratings, Hitler's standards for Aryan painting and illustration, the banning of Joyce's Ulysses, and book and record burnings.
Love Neko, appalled by The Hunger Games. I have problems with anything — literature or otherwise — that is morally ambivalent to the murder of children by other children.
Meh to Neko (this is a 3 max for me), but The Hunger Games is a story. . . if morals were applied to all fiction like you suggest then I would suggest what would be left would mostly be unreadable pap.
This song is soooo good it puts a spring in my step this autumn night... sigh...
Love Neko, appalled by The Hunger Games. I have problems with anything — literature or otherwise — that is morally ambivalent to the murder of children by other children.