Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You really need to read this
I wasn't a jock, but I can definitely recognize what he is writing about. I fell like I'm in a good position to relate to this. I'm old enough to be out of this system, but young enough to remember what it was all about. Some people immediately blame overbearing parents, and that is an issue, but I don't see it as the main issue. It seems to me that this is a societal issue that individuals have little to no control over.

What I see, now, is that I was expected to plan my life when I was 15 years old. If I wanted to become a scientist, my class selection as a freshman in high school matters. Had I wanted to be a writer, I needed to start preparing at the same time I was preparing to get my driver's license.

I've known people who have known, since they were born, what they wanted to be. But they are the minority. In general, it seems to me that most 18 years old don't know what they want to do with their life. In fact, it seems to me that most 23 years olds don't, either. (I think I could probably say the same thing about quite a few 30 year olds, also.

It seems like a lot of pressure. And from what I can tell, if you don't decide early enough, the decision is made for you. This is not a good thing.


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Elliott Smith
Live: The Steamboat May 3 2003