A tribute to Kurt Vonnegut - words and music by joe Wilford.
"When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in a bad condition in that particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is 'So it goes'." Billy Pilgrim, Slaughterhouse-Five - by Kurt Vonnegut
Take down Slaughterhouse 5
And I'll read you Pilgrim's lines
As he opened up the dark
Kilgore walks the streets tonight
What he sees words can't describe
Apathy - its blackened heart
Summer's gone but your hand's still warm
Your smile keeps the cold away
Concentrate on this alone
We'll save the world another day
X's on the canvas mat
There's no cradle, there's no cat
And these mountains can't be traced
Cup your thoughts like coffee black
And spill out the nothing left
Into the hands of whom we're placed
Kiss me, make it go away
Your magic healing hands of peace
Take this world and make it right
'Cause no help's coming from above
Beautiful song Joe!
LeslieSteeg 10 months ago
the tramalfadorians still have him in their world: RIP so it goes
1435ification 11 months ago
this gives me a chub
maximus426 2 years ago
R.I.P.
And so on.
AmazingCharles 2 years ago
A great loss to the world...but no one can say he died young.
RIP, Kurt
cuttoothom 2 years ago
Seriously the music is lovely, who is it?
dogblessamerica 3 years ago
That was... beautiful. Love the song.
dogblessamerica 3 years ago