Lyrics
ITHAKA
The schemes I might have dreamed
all lie in the cut.
The means to self esteem
Were anything but.
The stains remain
The engines of love are never enough
No more of that stuff.
Come to me my soft little ones
Here at the last gasp of the sun
We will meet in our dreams of Gods in Machines
It’s not far to Ithaka…
My friend the End
The need to extend, the flex and the bend
My spoils my foils
My honourable toil
My mortally coils
My yells and smells
The things I can’t sell
My personal hells
(I need them as well)
Though it seems like the time of our lives
It’s failed to apotheosise
All wreathed in snow
And not far now to go
On the climb up to Ithaka
Σὰ βγεῖς στὸν πηγαιμὸ γιὰ τὴν Ἰθάκη,
νὰ εὔχεσαι νἆναι μακρὺς ὁ δρόμος,
γεμάτος περιπέτειες, γεμάτος γνώσεις.
Τοὺς Λαιστρυγόνας καὶ τοὺς Κύκλωπας,
τὸν θυμωμένο Ποσειδῶνα μὴ φοβᾶσαι,
τέτοια στὸν δρόμο σου ποτέ σου δὲν θὰ βρεῖς,
ἂν μέν᾿ ἡ σκέψις σου ὑψηλή, ἂν ἐκλεκτὴ
συγκίνησις τὸ πνεῦμα καὶ τὸ σῶμα σου ἀγγίζει.
(C. Cavafy)
My goals, my LOLS
my lack of control
what’s left of my soul
My quotes my notes
my daft anecdotes
are all that I wrote
my tools my ghouls
are all that I’ve got - it wasn’t a lot
(I gave it a shot)
Let’s all sing the Ithaka song
you hum it and I’ll play along
and all this too must pass
- this time it’s your ass -
It’s the last push to Ithaka..
