Patrick Wolf- Overture
Don’t forget how the story begins
Don’t forget
Every lyric here
I know exactly what he means, the particularity of the segment of his life that he is referring to here. He is singing this particular song to himself.
And boy,
oh boy,
can I identify.
And like him, it is a part of my life that I will neither be able to forget nor will I be able to allow its scars to fade from my psych
yet one I am now strangely grateful for.
After all these years
Don’t you think it’s time
It has been a while. And I didn’t feel anywhere near this way at the time.
I used to always try to conceal, run and hide from this part of my past, of myself, yet it has made me who I am. It has shown me that I am different, unusual. Thinking back, I don’t think it could have been any other way. And now, I wouldn’t have wanted it to be.
I have to learn to be more open about it. That will take even more time, but I’ll get there. One day, I’ll be proud- an idiosyncrasy, not something to be ashamed of.
I’ve never genuinely looked at it that way. Tried, but haven’t felt it.
PW you are a kindred spirit, genius and a legend.
Posts related to this song by Patrick Wolf (who is some sort of gay-ish British pop thing?) is one of the most common things-that-aren’t-the-beginnings-of-musicals-but-under-the-overture-tag. I decided to give it a listen today, and decided that it is sufficiently dramatic enough to live under that tag without my criticism.
