Thursday, November 3, 2011

Dancy's Dream

Well.  I've been thinking over the last few days, that maybe, just maybe I should "clean up" this blog.  I have posted some pretty X and XXX pictures and think maybe I should clean it up.  But then I look at who my audience is, and I don't think they mind it the least bit.  But what if I want to expand my audience?

Hmmmm.... Should I go with R rated or just X and not XXX?

Here is my thought.  This blog is supposed to be about who I am.  I am a little bit clean and a little dirty, and some times real dirty.  So should I post who I am, or who I wish I were?  I'm somwhere in between the hymns on Sunday morning and the sins in my dreams.

I heard this on my i-pad while I was taking a shower. It has been one of my favorite songs since I first heard it.  It is about a man that is sitting in church, talking about the devil in his dreams.  The "sins in Dancy's Dreams."

"Every night the devil comes and walks through Dancy's Dreams. She(He) take him by the hand and lead him back to New Orleans. A good man's goin' crazy somewhere in between, The hymns on Sunday mornin' and the sins in Dancy's Dream."

This song has haunted me forever.  It almost makes me tear up when I hear it. I didn't grow up in a "Lighthouse Gospel Church," but a main stream evangelical.   "But no one could have guessed
What he was prayin' deep inside."

Listen.  Read the Lyrics.  Find that devil inside of you.


Full Lyrics
Dancy's Dream
Restless Heart

Dancy was a deacon
Every Sunday found him there
At the Lighthouse Gospel Church
With his hands folded in prayer
And standin' right beside him
Was his pretty hometown bride
But no one could have guessed
What he was prayin' deep inside

Dancy has a demon
Livin' Somewhere in his past
That dark-haired Cajun angel
Was the devil dressed in black
Was it really voodoo
Or just weakness in the man
The only time he ever fell
Was when she took his hand
(CHORUS)
Oh It's been so long, but it's still so strong
Every night the devil comes and walks through Dancy's dream
She takes him by the hand and leads him back to New Orleans
A good man's goin' crazy somewhere in between
The hymns on Sunday mornin' and the sins in Dancy's dream

Sometimes it's almost like
He was never even there
But other times he swears he smells
The flowers in her hair
He never told his secret
No one would understand
She's the only one who's seen
The dark side of the man


6 comments:

  1. Don't change a thing about your blog. I like it how it is now. :)

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  2. Thanks Bror!!!!!! I'd love to hear more about how things are for you. No updates in a while.

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  3. Speaking for myself, I'm keeping my blog "G" rated because I have close friends who are straight that read it. Sometimes I wish I could be a little more explicit but in the end, I'd rather have my friends be comfortable than satisfy the devil in me. I suppose I could always create an explicit site on Tumblr if I wanted to.

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  4. I think most of us read these types of blogs to find brotherhood and acceptance, or at least validation that what we are going through, is not an isolated experience.

    I think the best thing you can do is offer up an honest slice of your real life.

    For most of us, it means we like pictures of puppies and babies one minute, and are jerking off to hot college guys getting it on later in the day.

    I would doubt any of us are singularly G, PG, R, X, or XXX rated, so share what you want, we'll fill in the blanks.

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  5. "I am a little bit clean and a little dirty. So should I post who I am, or who I wish I were? I'm somewhere in between the hymns on Sunday morning and the sins in my dreams."


    I'm a little bit country

    And I'm a little bit rock 'n roll

    I'm a little bit of Memphis and Nashville

    With a Little bit of Motown in my soul

    I don't know if it's good or bad

    But I Know I Love It So

    I'm a little bit country,

    I'm a little bit rock 'n roll.


    ;-P

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