Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...
Lou Reed's Transformer, released in December 1972. Hasn't aged a day.
I recited these lyrics to a friend. we were discussing poetry. i bought Lou Reed into the conversation.I've been a fan ever since my father gave me Transformer to listen to. My friend asked for an example. So i recited this song.
"Just a perfect day, you made me forget myself. I thought i was someone else, someone good". I bit my tongue. tears welled in my eyes. I had to turn away, control myself. Such a simple line, yet evokes such emotion. I thought of its context. Him romanticising his addiction to heroin... to forget yourself, then the underlying knowledge that your not what you want to be, your not the 'good' person.
Why do i feel the same way?
I hear his voice straining with pain, and i feel the same way. i forget myself, and think i'm somebody of importance, thats needed. Someone good.
This song is my heroin.