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Thursday, May 13, 2010
The Island He Ruled (The Village of Brambleshire Wood, George and Will Millar)
"At some point in your life, James, probably when you were young and miserable and vulnerable. he came to you, he manipulated you, pulled your strings like you were a puppet. And as a result, choices you thought were made, were never really choices at all. He was pushing you, James. Pushing you.. to the Island."- Smokey, The Substitute
Jacob and Smokey have very different perspectives on their ongoing battle. Here's Smokey addressing Sawyer in the cliffside cave, to the tune of the Irish Rovers' The Village of Brambleshire Wood.
The Island He Ruled
Written here on this wall are the numbers and names
Of the people he brought to the Island he ruled.
I’ve freed us at last from his tedious games
And his endless insistence on preserving the light.
Goodbye to his silly white stone!
See the names of the chumps who have died?
He carelessly crossed out the names and the numbers
Of people he brought to the Island he ruled.
Goodbye to his games and his silly white stone
And the names in this cave on the Island he ruled!
You’ll notice, I think, not all of the names here
Are split and obscured with a chalk line of white.
They're potential replacements who somehow aren't dead,
Who've survived their ordeal on the Island he ruled.
There’s Shephard and Reyes and Kwon,
And Jarrah, and I think both of us recall John.
His time here is through, so I’ll cross him out too,
Just a pawn Jacob brought to the Island he ruled.
Goodbye to his games and his silly white stone
And the names in this cave on the Island he ruled!
Now you’re number 15. Don’t look so astonished.
Yes, you met Jacob a long time ago.
He gave you a push, James, and look where it led you.
It brought you, like the rest, to the Island he ruled.
Since he’s dead, three choices are yours:
Do nothing, and stay on these infernal shores;
Take on the position of pointless protector;
Or you join me, and we leave the Island he ruled.
Goodbye to his games and his silly white stone
And the names in this cave on the Island he ruled!
The Village of Brambleshire Wood
Labels:
~ Filksong,
~ Irish Rovers,
6-04 - The Substitute,
6-09 - Ab Aeterno,
6-15 - Across the Sea,
Hurley,
Jack,
Jacob,
Jacob *,
Jin,
Locke,
Sawyer,
Sawyer *,
Sayid,
Smokey,
Smokey *,
Sun
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