I was on the road today when Jackson Browne's 1973 song "Doctor, My Eyes" came on the radio. I'd never listened closely to the lyrics. Musically, it's this fast, upbeat shuffle. But the poem is a song of desperation... about how we exile unwanted feelings, until a day comes that we can't feel anything at all.

I was in tears myself by the end. Because I've been feeling that numbness creeping up for quite a while. And he managed to touch it: that awful "prize" for learning how not to cry.

@impermanen_ Jackson Browne is a stunning lyricist and often underrated songwriter. It's a pity so many young people are unfamiliar with his work, especially his first five albums.

One of his songs, from his third album, that always hits me right in the feels is "For a Dancer." I want that one played at my funeral.

@lisamelton @impermanen_
I wanna know who the men in the shadows are
I wanna hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they're never the ones to fight and to die