TLC – Waterfalls [I was 10]

I was 10 when this song came out.

My son will be 10 in 2 years.

I jammed to this.

A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can’t touch
If at any time he’s in a jam she’ll be by his side
But he doesn’t realize he hurts her so much

But all the praying just ain’t helping at all
‘Cause he can’t seem to keep his self out of trouble
So he goes out and he makes his money the best way he knows how
Another body laying cold in the gutter
Listen to me

Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re moving too fast

Little precious has a natural obsession
For temptation but he just can’t see
She gives him loving that his body can’t handle
But all he can say is “Baby, it’s good to me.”

One day he goes and takes a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn’t recognize his own face
His health is fading and he doesn’t know why
Three letters took him to his final resting place
Y’all don’t hear me

Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re moving too fast

Come on

I seen a rainbow yesterday
But too many storms have come and gone
Leavin’ a trace of not one God-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of gray
I pray all ten fade away
Seldom praise Him for the sunny days

And like His promise is true
Only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew
To bring my life to anew
Clear blue and unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries

My only bleedin’ hope
Is for the folk who can’t cope
With such an endurin’ pain
That it keeps ’em in the pourin’ rain
Who’s to blame
For tootin’ ‘caine into your own vein
What a shame
You shoot and aim for someone else’s brain
You claim the insane
And name this day in time
For fallin’ prey to crime
I say the system got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations
In hopes of comin’ true
Believe in yourself
The rest is up to me and you

Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re moving too fast

And now I’m a grown up… & I don’t want my kid to listen to music anymore. 

Turn Down For What

I find this song & video enjoyable; quite baffling.

There are such few words – and I don’t even really know what they are implying. Turn down for what? Turn down for what. Is that a question or a statement? What I’ve figured out though is that it just doesn’t matter; you can’t over think it or the song loses it’s shimmer.

This song…It really goes against all of my Little John (Lil?…yeah, I don’t know…) hatred I’ve mustered up over the years.

WHHAAATTT?! … OOOOOOOOKAAAY!!

I hate that. I hate to say hate…but when the shoe fits…

Possibly, I’ve had it wrong this entire time. Maybe it’s not his voice I’ve had a distaste for, but the words? He doesn’t grace us with that obnoxiousness in this song.

The more I think about it… it is his voice. The amazing catchy i-wanna-move-my-body-in-ways-it-shouldn’t-move beat just make up for it in this one particular song.

As far as the video goes…I am successfully able to spot the funny, fabulous choreography of it & I feel comfortable handing majority of the credit for that to my many years of watching So You Think You Can Dance.  I believe if that particular music video was put on the SYTYCD stage – Adam Shankman would hardly be able to contain himself; who could blame him?

Like…these people practiced this. Can you imagine how much fun they had?

With all that being said… after jumping past the sureness that I hate all things “Small John” (that’s what I’ve decided to call him going forward ’cause the whole ‘lil/little’ thing bothers me) and then leaping over the denial I was swimming in the first 10 times I heard Turn Down For What…

…I just can’t stop wanting to dance when I hear it. It does the same thing to me no matter my whereabouts. My car, office, house, waiting room (I highly doubt that’ll ever happen though).

I don’t know who I am anymore. Are there more Small John songs I might like?

So many questions…