Saturday, September 10, 2011

Recipe for a Well-Planned Death


In 2010, country music group The Band Perry released their sophomore single, "If I Die Young". Later, in October of that year, four months after its initial June 7 premiere, the Perry siblings reissued it as the lead single for their eponymous debut album.

And, for some reason, whenever I watch this, or even hear it over whichever radio station's caught my fancy as of late (right now, it's WLXX, également connu, dans les années précédentes, comme The Bear), it conjures vague recollections of bluegrass songbird Alison Krauss. What's more, I find it's not so much Kimberly's voice triggering this association as it is some subconscious simulacrum of musical concurrence I've yet to apprehend. 

Just to let you know, though: This is a bit of a sad song — to say the least. Should you possess a fairly sensitive disposition, I suggest an adequate Kleenex supply. (Don't say I didn't warn you, my web-savvy dears.) Nonetheless, while most find the following installment somewhat funereal in nature, such elegiac sentiments are hardly overwhelming in dolefulness. Still, I found the sense of melancholy present herein appropriate, considering the power of tomorrow's upcoming anniversary.

 

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Lord, make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors
Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time

And I'll be wearing white when I come into Your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I've never known the loving of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand

There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh, no, I'll sell'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singing
Funny when you're dead how people start listening

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna them, oh

The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time
So put on your best, boys
And I'll wear my pearls

Note: Lyrics, though modified, oh-so-slightly, in a few places, are courtesy of MetroLyrics.com. For further deciphering, consult the following webpage.

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