If you followed me back in the “Stone Age” of social media—specifically on Facebook—you know the drill. This whole thing started because I’d roll off the air on Tuesday mornings, still buzzing with creative energy, and I needed somewhere to dump the noise. So, I’d drop a set of lyrics into the feed and wait to see who actually had the depth to recognize the signal.

I’m done feeding the Facebook algorithm. I’m bringing this tradition home to the Rolling with Scissors website where it belongs.

Just so we’re clear: This isn’t going to be a scheduled, every-week type of deal. I’m not interested in making this a chore. Think of it as a little “treat” from the archives—it’ll hit the blog whenever the mood strikes me or a specific cadence gets stuck in my head.

Keep in mind, I started doing this back when I actually had to listen to the track and manually transcribe the lyrics. For those of you who know me, you know that me trying to type is a legendary pain in the ass. Sitting there, rewinding, hunting and pecking at the keys just to get the stanza right… it was a labor of love (and significant frustration). It’s slightly easier nowadays with the tech we have, but the challenge for you remains the same.

We’re kicking things off with a heavy lift. This isn’t just a song; it’s a 23-minute goddamn odyssey. I know we live in the “Skynet” era where you can just highlight this text and ask an AI or a search engine for the answer. Don’t be that fucking douchebag. If you can’t recognize the movement from the “Crimson Sunrise” to the “Inevitable Summer,” or the weight of that “November chill” in your own head, then you don’t know the track.

If you recognize the frequency, leave your guess—Artist, Song, and Album—in the comments below. Let’s see who’s actually been paying attention to the archives and who’s just running a search query.

[III. Carpe Diem]

"Carpe diem
Seize the day..."

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall, the sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away!
"Seize the Day!," I heard him say
"Life will not always be this way
Look around, hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're still around"

("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
(Old Time is still a-flying;)
(And this same flower that smiles today)
(Tomorrow will be dying")

We can learn from the past
But those days are gone
We can hope for the future
But there may not be one

The words stuck in my mind
Alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned

Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night
She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, "I Love You... Good-bye!"

("It's the most awful thing you'll ever hear;)
(Your mom... who you dearly love...)
(Has had to leave... all our lives")
("Seize the day!")
("Something happened")
("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may")
("She was killed")

[IV. The Darkest Of Winters]

[Instrumental]

[V. Another World]

So far or so it seems
All is lost with nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and the T.V. screen
Another world where nothing's true

Tripping through the life fantastic
Lose a step and never get up
Left alone with a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up

I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why

Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see!

I'm sick of all you hypocrites holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy to get me through the day
Seasons change and so can I!
Hold on Boy, no time to cry
Untie these strings, I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away!

Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Now it's time for them
To deal with me!

[VI. The Inevitable Summer]

[Instrumental]

[VII. The Crimson Sunset]

I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories run through my head
They taught me how
For better or worse
Alive or dead
I realize there's no turning back
Life goes on the offbeaten track

I sit down with my son
Set to see the Crimson Sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
He's my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
"Seize the day and don't you cry
Now it's time to say good-bye
Even though I'll be gone
I will live on
Live on!"

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