moving

3 years ago I moved from Amsterdam to Oostende, Belgium. My sister moved to the US many years ago, and somewhat after me my brother also moved out, to Spain, to live on a boat. Ever since my huge step into the darkness this song keeps on poppin’ up in my mind – I really like the autistic sincerity and / or strong ambiguity and / or literal quality of the lyrical content. This is such a gorgeous song in the mer a boire which is the Talking Heads discography. The final line is a great one to shout out to the sea allright! Fun fact: when I wrote to my Aruban family how nice it is to live at the sea, they went like ‘OMG finally some wisdom into that kid!’ LOL.

I see the clouds that move across the sky
I see the wind that moves the clouds away
It moves the clouds over by the building
I pick the building that I want to live in

I smell the pine trees and the peaches in the woods
I see the pine cones that fall by the highway
That’s the highway that goes to the building
I pick the building that I want to live in

It’s over there, it’s over there
My building has every convenience
It’s gonna make life easy for me
It’s gonna be easy to get things done
I will relax alone with my loved ones

Loved ones, loved ones visit the building,
Take the highway, park and come up and see me
I’ll be working, working but if you come visit
I’ll put down what I’m doing, my friends are important

Don’t you worry ‘bout me
I wouldn’t worry about me
Don’t you worry ‘bout me
Don’t you worry ‘bout me

I see the states, across this big nation
I see the laws made in Washington, D.C.
I think of the ones I consider my favorites
I think of the people that are working for me

Some civil servants are just like my loved ones
They work so hard and they try to be strong
I’m a lucky guy to live in my building
They own the buildings to help them along

It’s over there, it’s over there
My building has every convenience
It’s gonna make life easy for me
It’s gonna be easy to get things done
I will relax along with my loved ones

Loved ones, loved ones visit the building
Take the highway, park and come up and see me
I’ll be working, working but if you come visit
I’ll put down what I’m doing, my friends are important

I wouldn’t worry ‘bout
I wouldn’t worry about me
Don’t you worry ‘bout me
Don’t you worry ‘bout me…

Talking Heads, ‘Don’t Worry About the Government’, from: ’77 (1977).