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Jett Superior laid this on you on || September 14, 2008 || 12:41 pm

and here is the blackness that we dance around.

….some writers-Hemingway was one-seem to take years composing their suicide notes right under our very noses.”

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If my life was a distance / What mile would you claim / And if my life was a story / How I wish you would explain / All this

If you leave me I will / Go down with the ship / Your love breaks me right in two / Still I follow you / That just won’t quit

If your voice was a siren / With nothing left to sing / Oh down below broken skylines / I’m still here listening / To this

If you leave me I will / Go down with the ship / Your love breaks me right in two / Still I follow you / That just won’t quit

I’ve been here under / For the longest time / I’m your restless child / Over state lines / So don’t you let me down / For once in your life / We’re all growing up / Faster than our skin / Looking for our fathers / So where have you been / Don’t you let us down / For once in your life / For once in your life

If you leave me I will / Go down with the ship / Your love breaks me right in two / Still I follow you / If you leave me I will go / Down with the ship / Your love breaks me right in two / Still I follow you / That just won’t quit

// The Damnwells, ‘Down With The Ship’

This weekend –yesterday, in fact– was the suicide walk in Birmingham. We’ve collected money, Tess and I and her family, and planned to be there, to participate. We were unable to go, so we’ll be headed to the Nashville walk later in the fall.

Life sometimes gets too big for certain kinds of people and they need a hand, whether or not they can find a way out. A hand to hold, sitting there in their blackness, makes a great deal of difference. Remaining connected, no matter how small the fashion, feeds hope. Lord, let us all be dealers of hope.

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  1. Seaweed 9.14.2008

    We’re moving, and clearing out the house, and came across the movie “What Dreams May Come” last night and watched it. The mom commits suicide after her two kids and husband are killed (in two separate events) and she doesn’t get to go to the same heaven they are in. I worry that, absent such a dramatic cause, I will not see the fuse if there is one in my loved ones. I won’t even know if they are feeling that despair. How d’ya fix that?

     
  2. chris robinson 9.15.2008

    This is very sad news indeed. It tells us something about the depth of depression, how SSRIs can make a self-destructive person productive (even if they are over-prescribed) and safe, and even about the relationship between melancholy and creative energy. I feel so badly for his wife especially — she lost her companion and also found him — and his family. As one who admired his work (even if I could not get through all of Infinite Jest), his death hits me profoundly. The lyric is a nice tribute.

     
  3. churchpunkmom 9.15.2008

    scary thing is, sometimes we don’t even know when we’re getting to the end of our own fuse.. it really sneaks up on you. and then there are times when you feel so close, and somehow someway, you find the strength to carry on just a little longer..

    all i can say is, be there.. always.

     
  4. redclay 9.16.2008

    send me this damnwells, sugar.

    i have lost my copy

     

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