Monday, November 21, 2011
Spectrum
the bar
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Tom Sawyer - Rush
Mean, mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean, mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The river
>> The young rebel won't let his mind be consumed by any of society's ideas - he is creating his own meaning in life. Obviously, the second line states that this is not an arrogance, but simply a decision to carve out his own path in life. Events in his life are taken in stride, as he "rides them out" quietly. This suggests a sort of stoicism in his acceptance of life's path.
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift
>> "What you say about his company is what you say about society" may be one of the greatest lyrics ever written, in my opinion. The rebel is carrying an existential burden, creating meaning in the world. Existence precedes essence, so his actions determine the essence of humanity. What you say about his company (his actions) are what you say about society (the very nature of humanity).
The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his skies are wide
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the space he invades
He gets by on you
No, his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent
But change is
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the witness, catch the wit
Catch the spirit, catch the spit
The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his eyes are wide
Exit the warrior
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the energy you trade
He gets right on to
The friction of the day
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Strange
Wake up
Every day my life makes less sense than my childhood
Been working really hard so I can work hard
Stoplight turns red
I needed that to slow down life
I’d probably waste the time anyway
So for now I sit
There was a girl in my passenger’s seat, today there’s not
I can’t fathom how far away Jupiter is
No matter, I’ll never leave this rock anyway
I know what’s waiting for me tomorrow
Because it will all be the same
I’ll feel however I feel, since society told me to feel that way
Maybe I should live like Thoreau
Will my mom still do my laundry?
Why do I clean my laundry?
I should get fat and smelly
I’ll be shunned, of course
Or maybe I’ve shunned your ideas
I wish I had the gumption to really do it
Well, get smelly at least
Somehow I can’t let go of love
No matter how much I read
Love is the greatest thing, isn’t it?
Really fucks with you.
Until you find a girl you can fuck for life
Of course you’ll both die
And I imagine that will be the strangest day of all.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Absurdism
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Meal No. 1: Zours


Tuesday, September 20, 2011
This blanket
I’d rather have one less blanket on the bed
Since tonight, a blanket has taken your stead
I have the good pillow to myself again
And I won’t have to get up to turn on the fan
Sometimes it’s nice to just take care of yourself
And other times, it seems the worst level of hell
I’m not sorry that I can’t get over you still
I’ve been trying for months yet it remains uphill
I didn’t realize how much I loved who you are
The most beautiful person I’ve ever met, by far
No other woman I’ve found could ever compare
You didn’t take my breath, you’ve become my air
It wasn’t the fact that I felt so alone
It was the fact that you were no longer on the phone
I know now I fucked up, but I’m only a man
My life has no purpose without you in the plan
So I’m telling you now, from my inner most core
You made my life something it never was before
You are so beautiful, and you gave that to me
The fault was my own that I just couldn’t see
You consume my life now, every moment of each day
And each moment’s the same in this bed where I lay
You still have my full heart, and you will ‘til the end
But I fear that this blanket is my permanent new friend