Hey You, Out There In The Cold

I remember the summer of 1990 sitting in Brubaker's living room with Cathy watching a little movie called "The Wall." I had an epiphany while watching this movie, and surprisingly it wasn't chemically induced. I remember watching it, and listening to Floyd, and completely taken back with the thought that someone else had actually felt the same way I was feeling. This was magic to me. I didn't feel alone anymore. Looking back now, this was one of my Manic Moments.

Little did I know in 1990 that the hurt that had caused my wall was microscopic compared to what was to come. But thats a world away.

Alot of times this movie is watched under the influence of mind altering drugs or has to be explained. And I understood it perfectly, with neither. I understood the scene where he shaves off his eyebrows, and destroys his room, and the animation and feeling behind "The Trial" at the end. And "Comfortably Numb", well - we all know that that is where I prefer to exist. But am changing.

I recently bought the CD of The Wall. I use it to chill now. Sydney wanted to know what some of the songs meant. I tried to explain. But I guess she's just a little too little.

Been listening to The Dark Side of the Moon too. Chilaxing.

Hey you,
out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
dont help them to bury the light
Dont give in without a fight.

These are some of the lyrics I relate to the most now. 20 years later.