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Verdi Cries

I was mindlessly searching YouTube this afternoon and came across a gem. It just may be my favorite song ever, recorded in the late '80s by 10,000 Maniacs. This video is a 2005 live version, recorded by former Maniacs lead singer Natalie Merchant. I wish she and her bandmates would reunite. They were the soundtrack to my college years.

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10,000 Maniacs are wonderful! They were the very first concert I ever went to. I had the best time. It was around the time of their last album, Our Time in Eden. I bet I've listened to that album a hundred times. Great songs on it, including "If You Intend." Both haunting and upbeat:

If you intend to live again,
Then open your eyes and don't pretend you're feeling there's nothing worth believing.

God, if you persist you'll die like this,
And wither in the midst of your first season,
Cut down with no reason.
How can you be so near and not see everything?

If you intend to live again,
Then take the outstreched hand of the one that needs you.
It's been so long, we've missed you.
Why do you intend to speed your end?
Lie in the dark and let your limbs grow weaker, sinking low then deeper.
How can you be so near and not see everything?

Feel what might be. see what i see.
Again and again and again and again say you don't.
You say you don't, but you will.
How can you be so near and not see?
Amy said…
I love that song.

Another fave of mine is this one, These are Days, which was printed on the first page of our wedding program:

These are days you'll remember.
Never before and never since, I promise, will the whole world be warm as this.
And as you feel it, you'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky.
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you.

These are days you'll remember.
When may is rushing over you with desire to be part of the miracles you see in every hour.
You'll know its true that you are blessed and lucky.
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you.

These are days.

These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break.
These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across your face.
And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be.
See the signs and know their meaning.
It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be.
Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you.
"These are Days" is a great one, too!

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