Musings on A Short Life

I have mentioned Coldplay a few times on this blog. And I have mentioned Oxford, UK a few times. But this is the first time (I think...lemme check) that I've put them together. Those who know me very, very well (K., M., H.) know that I have a lot of ambivilance about my time spent in Oxford. On the one hand, I fulfilled the goals I set for myself when I moved there. On the other hand, that place scared the crap out of me. (K. can you commiserate?) It was so old and I was so young. Well, not SO young, but still in youth, still in bloom. I felt the whispers of my soon upcoming demise all around me. And I wish I had done more, seen more, experienced more in the short time I was there.
However, M. recently taped a MTV special on HDTV "Coldplay Live." While I was watching/listening to it, I started to attached the significance of the song "Yellow" to Oxford and my experiences there. The words of the song, at least the first three verses, were a reflection of my awe and intimidation by Oxford. At the end of the song, I imagined Oxford imparting to me the importance of really living and pursuing my goals while I still have life. It was a deep. And corny, too, no doubt. But I am putting myself out there and sharing it, because it meant something to me.

Yellow

Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And everything you do,

Yeah, they were all yellow.



I came along,

I wrote a song for you,

And all the things you do,

And it was called "Yellow."



So then I took my turn,

Oh what a thing to have done,

And it was all "Yellow."



Your skin

Oh yeah, your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

You know, you know I love you so,

You know I love you so.



I swam across,

I jumped across for you,

Oh what a thing to do.



Cos you were all "Yellow,"

I drew a line,

I drew a line for you,

Oh what a thing to do,

And it was all "Yellow."



Your skin,

Oh yeah your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

And you know for you,

I'd bleed myself dry for you,

I'd bleed myself dry.



It's true, look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine.



Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And all the things that you do.