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unclehud May 31, 2013 - 09:07	ambrebalte wrote: Thank you Lazarus and Unclehud ! My pleasure! This song goes straight to my heart. As a father of two grown sons, I miss the times I held them in my arms while they dreamed their childhood dreams. They still love me, I know; and I love them as much as I ever did, but those times are gone and will never return. ---+--- sniff, sniff ---+--- [ Reply ]
ambrebalte May 15, 2013 - 02:23	Thank you Lazarus and Unclehud ! [ Reply ]
Lazarus Apr 23, 2013 - 19:14	unclehud wrote: A little Wikipedia insight on Anne Sexton: "Her play Mercy Street , starring Marian Seldes, was produced in 1969, after several years of revisions. Within twelve years of writing her first sonnet, she was one of the most honored poets in America: a Pulitzer Prize winner, a fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and the first female member of the Harvard chapter of Phi Beta Kappa." Good post... this is on Wikipedia, too — 45 Mercy Street (1976; posthumous) — it is a poem she wrote... and here is an interesting blog I just found that was posted back in November of last year that has a copy of the Anne Sexton poem — Anne Sexton’s Original Poem “45 Mercy Street”: The Genesis of Peter Gabriel’s “Mercy Street” — here's a quote from the blog— Both poems seethe with a boiling darkness just under the surface. There is plenty of sexual suggestion (warm velvet box), as well as allusions to the unconscious (the sea, darkness, the unseen). The priest in Gabriel’s song is also a father figure, and biographers know that Anne had a difficult relationship with her own father. Another religious allusion: kissing Mary’s lips, rhyming with “tremble in the hips”, makes it that much more powerful. Sexton spent eight years in psychotherapy. She was uneasy with success and winning such honors as the Pulitzer Prize; it didn’t take the dark visions away from her powerful, confessional verse. In an interview over a year before her death, she explained she had written the first drafts of The Awful Rowing Toward God in twenty days with “two days out for despair and three days out in a mental hospital.” She went on to say that she would not allow the poems to be published before her death (Wikipedia entry). This posthumous title might have inspired Gabriel’s last line of his dark, haunting song. Anne Sexton committed suicide, her 5th attempt successful, in 1974, twelve years before Gabriel’s album was released. this really is a brilliant song by Peter Gabriel... this whole album is incredible... [ Reply ]
unclehud Apr 13, 2013 - 20:16	A little Wikipedia insight on Anne Sexton: "Her play Mercy Street , starring Marian Seldes, was produced in 1969, after several years of revisions. Within twelve years of writing her first sonnet, she was one of the most honored poets in America: a Pulitzer Prize winner, a fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and the first female member of the Harvard chapter of Phi Beta Kappa." [ Reply ]
Lazarus Apr 13, 2013 - 19:43	josephrlarsen wrote: Top drawer. Beautiful tribute to Sexton. I agree... as good as a song gets... it is from a truly magnificent album... [ Reply ]
chrisbyerly Mar 29, 2013 - 11:50	gigikent wrote: I really can't stand the guy's voice, I thought voting was a purely subjective exercise?! And I also think there's too much Peter Gabriel on RP. Stingray wrote: [ Reply ]
josephrlarsen Mar 29, 2013 - 11:48	Top drawer. Beautiful tribute to Sexton. [ Reply ]
Lazarus Mar 29, 2013 - 11:48	This is as good as music gets... and poetry also... [ Reply ]
unclehud Mar 13, 2013 - 09:13	Peter Gabriel owns a male voice in a (good) class by itself. This type song is perhaps its strongest setting: slow tempo, spare orchestration, deeply emotional lyrics, and — of course — the usual wierdo assorted background noises that many equate with "world music". [ Reply ]
Sloggydog Mar 09, 2013 - 00:25	Screw you Gabriel [ Reply ]
Lazarus Feb 26, 2013 - 01:04	Peter Gabriel's song "Mercy Street" is a wonderful poem about Anne Sexton, with beautiful music to match it... “The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not.” ― Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters [ Reply ]
Lazarus Feb 19, 2013 - 21:24	brilliant poetry and great music... love it... (this song is from a really incredible album...) [ Reply ]
*HVB* Feb 12, 2013 - 06:49	Completely unique voice he sounds at times like an organ pipe. The vocal cords are at breaking point but miraculously keeps the tone even live Has written 5-6 songs that is in master class one of my favorite musicians [ Reply ]
Lazarus Feb 05, 2013 - 16:44	apd wrote: what's this from? Good question... love this profound song... [ Reply ]
buddy Jan 25, 2013 - 17:44	Dreaming for mercy you'll never, ever receive. [ Reply ]
Lazarus Jan 11, 2013 - 22:00	absolutely incredible song... as good as it gets... [ Reply ]
gresua Jan 05, 2013 - 08:17	This is a classic! Support radioparadise.com! click here [ Reply ]
acupunk Dec 25, 2012 - 09:38	One of his more haunting songs. Love it. [ Reply ]
gigikent Dec 19, 2012 - 05:03	I really can't stand the guy's voice, I thought voting was a purely subjective exercise?! And I also think there's too much Peter Gabriel on RP. Stingray wrote: 33 very poor souls voted this song "1" (no kidding)! Freedom of taste or the terror of idiocy? [ Reply ]
cShaggy Nov 24, 2012 - 01:14	(former member) wrote: This song is about Anne Sexton, who wrote confessional poetry... she wrote about child abuse from her father... "It doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was." —Anne Sexton ..^ bump.. ..& courtesy lyricsmode.com: .. For anne sexton Looking down on empty streets, all she can see Are the dreams all made solid Are the dreams all made real All of the buildings, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebody's head She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam She pictures a soul With no leak at the seam Lets take the boat out Wait until darkness Let's take the boat out Wait until darkness comes Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey Nowhere in the suburbs In the cold light of day There in the midst of it so alive and alone Words support like bone Dreaming of mercy st. Wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy('s arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'swear they moved that sign Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth Tugging at the darkness, word upon word Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box To the priest-he's the doctor He can handle the shocks Dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips Of kissing Mary's lips Dreaming of mercy st. Wear your insides out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'swear they moved that sign Looking for mercy In your daddy's arms Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Anne, with her father is out in the boat Riding the water Riding the waves on the sea [ Reply ]