Disclaimer: I, personally, feel just fine. This is my interpretation of one mood I see. And it’s song is O, Fortuna.
Mood 2020
This is the way
the world will go
not with a whimper but a clash of symbols
they are conspiring
you are conspiring
nothing is what it seems to be
I am broken
we are broken
they take your gun
you burn my books
when we come together it’s with rocks and curses
I am despondent
I can’t surrender
the world is ending
not with a whimper or a crash
with winds of fire and claws of famine
I can’t close my eyes
I can’t die yet
lightning stabs channels through my skin
If I don’t die first I will have to kill someone
O Fortuna
https://www.classicfm.com/discover-music/o-fortuna-carmina-burana-lyrics/
I’ll have to come back to listen to the song. I’ve got to go assemble my green bean casseroles.
It certainly seems like things are going to that warm place in a handbasket these days. At least you are fine, hopefully safe and maybe partially sane?
Cheers, Jules
not with a whimper but a clash of symbols… really clever play on word cymbal/symbol
It makes me laugh to see this. As a choral singer, some people see this as sort of the Holy Grail, but not me. It’s rather fun to sing *Carmina Burana* but I can hardly bear to listen to it. I can’t think of much other music that affects me this way.