Marvel

 

Words & Music: Bobby Shiflett
From By Turns || Stephen Casteel: Lead Guitar | Andrew Reid: Bass | Bobby Shiflett: Guitar | Kenneth Shiflett: Drums

What are you afraid you’re going to lose this time?
I know sometimes it’s hard to swallow
Everybody has got to sweat sometime
How the sky glows as the day goes and still the sky glows

Mine is a mood of thirty-one flavors
I’ve got more color than a rainbow could know
I won’t do you any favors
It’s the least I can do, I hope that it will comfort you
It’s the best I can do

The satellites are looking bright tonight
The TV only shows arriving UFOs
As we stood upon the earth
And marveled to the skies
It felt like the first time
I opened up my eyes

Now this world is full of thunder
And a fear has taken hold
Try to find that sense of wonder
That you use to know, wonder made us grow
Re-member that you know

The aeroplanes are flying high tonight
Transmitting to the mind as they criss-cross through the skies
As we stood upon the earth
I felt a tremble from inside
It felt like the first time
I knew I had to try

I wrote this song in 2001 or so. The overall idea is that life is experience and that the “meaningfulness” of experience is perpetuated by keeping our sense of wonder. We should never ever lose it. Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Lyrically it combines a number of personal experiences and some of it is quite literal: “The TV only shows arriving UFOs”  Sometime in the early spring of 1995 a friend came from Athens, Ga to stay for a few days. When she arrived we stayed up all night talking and had the TV on with the volume off.  We had some music on. I would look up at the TV from time to time over the course of the whole night and it would inevitably be images of flying saucers …It must have been some kind of marathon.

“The aeroplanes are flying high tonight. Transmitting to the mind as they criss-cross through the skies. As we stood upon the earth, I felt a tremble from inside. It felt like the first time I knew I had to try.”  Back in the late summer/early fall of 2000 I went up to the Cumberland plateau near Chattanooga on a for a couple of psychedelic shaman pow wows. The “weird radio” was on and the mojo-wire was working overtime. Some of us were standing on the front porch of a cabin watching EC-130s fly in a grid pattern above us. We watched them for quite a long time until I began having a mild seizure and had to go inside. I don’t recall if any probes were used or not.

“I won’t do you any favors. It’s the least I can do, I hope that it will comfort you. It’s the best I can do”  This goes to something I remember reading in one of those Don Juan books by Carlos Castaneda.  The idea being that since we all share the same ultimate fate no one is really better off than anyone else and that often times when we try to “help” someone they don’t really need it.  Sometimes the best way to help someone is to leave them to a situation which they understand much better than we do.

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