{"id":467,"date":"2006-08-10T17:17:00","date_gmt":"2006-08-10T21:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oddpla.net\/modernwizard\/?p=467"},"modified":"2015-07-17T08:04:42","modified_gmt":"2015-07-17T12:04:42","slug":"raw-materials-for-the-dark-night-of-the-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/oddpla.net\/modernwizard\/2006\/08\/10\/raw-materials-for-the-dark-night-of-the-soul\/","title":{"rendered":"Raw materials for the dark night of the soul"},"content":{"rendered":"

Three o’clock in the morning
It’s quiet and there’s no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground

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–Stay (Faraway, So Close), by U2<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

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Well now, it’s three o’clock in the morning
And I can’t even close my eyes.
Three o’clock in the morning
And I can’t even close my eyes.
Can’t find my baby
And I can’t be satisfied.<\/font><\/p>\n

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–Three O’Clock Blues, BB King<\/font><\/p>\n

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The telephone is ringing I say, Hi, it’s me. Who is it there on the line
A voice says, Hi, hello, how are you
Well, I guess I’m doin’ fine
He says, It’s three a.m., there’s too much noise
Don’t you people ever wanna go to bed
Just ’cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head

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–Get Off Of My Cloud, Rolling Stones<\/font><\/p>\n

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Well it’s three o’clock in the mornin’
Baby, I just can’t do right
Well, I hate to leave you, baby
I don’t mean maybe
Because I love you so<\/o:p><\/font><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

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–Good Night Sweetheart, the Spaniels<\/o:p><\/font><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

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Three o' clock in the morning 
 
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You get a phone call from the queen 
 
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With a horde of heads 
 
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She says that they’re all dead <\/o:p><\/font><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n
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–Return to Oz, Scissor Sisters<\/o:p><\/font><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n
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It’s three o’clock in the morning, ship time,
Only five more hours to go.
How many miles will pass before us,
How many years will pass below? <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n
–Starlight and Saxophone, Tom Smith<\/font><\/p>\n
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It’s 3:00 A.M.
I’m awake and my heart is still dreaming
It’s 3:00 A.M.
Outside I hear the souls still screaming
It’s been so long you know since my head’s been this clear
Just like a ship lost in the night
I just don’t know which way I should steer<\/font><\/p>\n
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–3:00 AM, Edwin McCain<\/font><\/p>\n
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she says baby 
it\u2019s 3 am I must be lonely 
when she says baby 
well I can\u2019t help but be scared of it all sometimes 
says the rain\u2019s gonna wash away I believe it <\/font><\/p>\n
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–3:00 AM, Matchbox 20<\/font><\/p>\n
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Two o’clock when I lay down,three o’clock when I rise<\/span><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
I can’t get no sleep with all these tears in my eyes<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
I walk around, baby, and I don’t talk too much<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
How am I supposed to operate with my heart on a crutch?<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
It ain’t easy when your lover leave you all alone<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
–Front Porch Blues, Tom Lloyd<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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It's three o'clock in the morning,<\/font><\/pre>\n
We've danced the whole night thru,<\/font><\/pre>\n
And daylight soon will be dawning,<\/font><\/pre>\n
Just one more waltz with you,<\/font><\/pre>\n
–Three O’Clock in the Morning, Dorothy Merriss<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
Wednesday Morning, 3 AM, Simon & Garfunkel<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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But it never seems to work that way <\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
It seems there's always so much more to say <\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
And it's always somewhere in between <\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
True or not it's a four o'clock stop <\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
–Four O’Clock Stop, Lowest of the Low<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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4 O’Clock in the morning
When the ambulance arrived
4 O’Clock in the morning
When the ambulance arrived
The blue lights were flashing
As they lay my baby down inside<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
–Four O’Clock in the Morning, the Pogues<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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Four in the morning and I’ve got that feeling 
Clock’s ticking but my heart’s not beating 
Eyes open and I’m staring at the ceiling 
Tell me that you’re leaving; give me something to believe in <\/o:p><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n
–Four in the Morning, Ivy Music<\/o:p><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n
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It's four in the morning<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
And once more the dawning<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
Just woke up the wanting in me<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
Wishing I'd never met her<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
Knowing if I'd forget her<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
How much better off she would be.<\/o:p><\/span><\/pre>\n
–Four in the Morning, Faron Young<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n
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Four in the morning, crapped out, yawning, longing my life away
I never worry, why should I, it’s all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars 
I fear I’ll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years<\/font><\/p>\n
–Still Crazy After All These Years, Simon & Garfunkel<\/o:p><\/span><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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