as we speak, i’m sulkingly watching a twitter feed following the search term “derek webb”. why? because tonight was the big climax to the big derek webb marketing/controversy/scavenger hunt thing, which culminated in a secret show at the rutledge in nashville. the big surprise, apparently, was that webb had vans ready (so it seems from people’s semi-vague tweets) to take people back to his home (where his studio is) and give them all a private screening of the entire album. shoulda coulda woulda… 🙂
say you always treat people like you like to bei guess you love being hated for your sexualityyou love when people put words in your mouth’bout what you believe, make you sound like a freakcause if you really believe what you say you believeyou wouldn’t be so damn reckless with the words you speakwouldn’t silently conceal when the liars speakdenying all the dyin’ of the remedytell me, brother, what matters more to you?tell me, sister, what matters more to you?if i can tell what’s in your heart by what comes out of your mouththen it sure looks like to me being straight is all it’s aboutit looks like being hated for all the wrong thingslike chasin’ the wind while the pendulum swingscause we can talk and debate until we’re blue in the faceabout the language and tradition that he’s comin’ to savemeanwhile we sit just like we don’t give a shitabout the 3,000 people who are dying todaytell me, brother, what matters more to you?tell me, sister, what matters more to you?brother, what matters more to you?tell me, sister, what matters more to you?tell me what matters more to you?tell me, brother, what matters more to you?
so, without further ado, here’s the song.