--summertime and the livin is easy--
You might think that angels drop blessings like rain,
Gentle as their wing beats--
But they fly cheek by jowl with devils.
It takes both air and friction
To light a fire.
If you have a gift,
It was contained in the knife edges that marked your very bones
As well as in the graces that come like balm in the silence of the hours that bleed.
--lookin out my window, lookin out at the rain--
To sing in a way that everybody goes WOW and feels it like a charge through their own beating hearts,
You have to have to sing,
And not be able to imagine not.
It has to be both a holy hallelujah
And a profane kiss this.
It has to come with tender care and without a thought.
--oh lord, won't you buy me a mercedes benz--
Angels and devils will both try to kill you--
Glorious survival lies somewhere between saint and casualty;
And if it is not quite balance that you find,
What you gain will still be yours
In the notes of a blues
That nobody else could sing.
the photo is, of course, Janis Joplin