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How ‘The Disintegration Loops’ Saved William Basinski’s Life
The composer’s ambient masterwork, created from disintegrating magnetic tape, became synonymous with 9/11.
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Why did I do this,
Why did I lie,
Why did I chose that I wanted to die?
I picked up that knife,
And slit up and down,
The blood rushing out,
my life ending fast was a definite doubt,
I swallowed those pills,
I knew the many people that kills,
The taste sour in my mouth,
My breath now was going south,
Slower and slower I began to breath,
Why did he have to leave,
I lay on the floor,
Trying to reach the door,
My screams no one heard,
Not even a single word,
I begged to God,
Don't let me do this,
Don't let me die,
Then for no reason,
I began to wonder why,
I remembered his face,
Oh I want to leave this place,
I crawled out the door,
Blood rushing out more and more,
The trail followed me into the kitchen,
I opened a drawer,
Then everything I used to fear,
Became so clear,
As I held that gun to my head,
I knew in a minute Id be dead,
BOOM...
Standing over my body I began to realize,
That Im not the only person people will try to victimize,
Why did I do this,
Why did I lie,
Why did I chose,
That I wanted to die?
I want to give you everything
Its you I want to hold
But how can I do this
When right now I feel so cold
I wonder if I’m wasting my time
On something that may not be
When all I want to show you
Is the whole me
I could tell you a million times
Just how great life could be
If only you can change your ways
For a survival of you and me
I could walk away right now
And always wonder why
My tears would be just like the snow
Frozen when I cry
Danyon L. Youngs
2-11-02
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Some things we do and we wonder why
We wish we could say why we did it
If you think about it you already know
You just don't want to admit it
You climb so high and wish to come down
When you're down you wish you were up
The worst feeling you could imagine
Wait till your down and you want back up
Pray to forget your life one more minute
It's all you need to get through the day
Kill yourself inside when you think
Wanting to be there all day
You're there and you wonder why
Why is this what you want
You're down and it kills you inside
And you realize it's all you want
Let me forget you, let me forget everything
I know its killing me, everything is
I hurt myself one way or the other
Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
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the dark loneliness
the empty feeling
the pain
the suffering
wanting to say bye
but not being able to
the silence of death would suck
sing a song of sixpence
a bottle full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
the birds began to sing;
Who put that pastry on,
we could'nt see a thing!
The King was in the
counting house
Counting out
his money;
The Queen was
in the parlour,
Looking at him
kind of funny!
The maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes;
where the king spends his cash,
she's the one who knows!
ali-p 2003