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i'm writing reports of the days and the nights.
locked up for years in a measure of mind.
when with a net of nothing.
i was trying to catch the motions of a mind.
and the methods of a crime. i never saw the chance.
and never what i held in my hands.
the lights are all red in this town.
where i'm killed by exhausts.
and alcohols that dry out my skin.
i never had a clue of the role that i played.
but that's the condition and the price that we pay


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    General Commenti like that Logh gets the point through without much words. Their a beautiful band. Deep Elm over did them selves once again.
    emo_isnt_a_fashionon August 03, 2002   Link
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    General CommentCompletely agreed. It's a pity to know this band makes some of the most beautiful music but most people will never hear it. Our best kept secret I guess.
    jawbrokenrhymeson September 12, 2002   Link
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    General Commentif once I a own logh bedcover i will never leave my bed again. To sum it up: Never had so many cold shivers up and down the spine and never had so many near-tear experciences..
    MaKaEon April 23, 2007   Link
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    General Commenthe (the singer) likes to write out how he feels in a journal, as songs, poems, or whatever (writing reports of the days and the nights). his mental state (depressed most likely, perhaps manic depression since his songs are so good) has locked him up for years. he tried to understand himself by sitting at home alone, in the dark, listening to music and writing (with a net of nothing (alone, introspection only)) he was trying to figure out who he was (motions of a mind).

    he totally missed everything and everyone that was good in his life while he was like this (never saw the chance, never what i held in my hands).

    he looks out over his modern life (which has allowed him to reach this state--no need to get up with the sun, no need to hardly move at all for days at a time), he sees everything is dead (all lights are red, nobody going anywhere). of course, the modern world kills him (killed by exhausts) and its features that allow him to stand it also kill him (alcohols, which likely are being abused here, dry out his skin). drying out of the skin also, likely, refers to the fact that the alcohol makes him something other than what he really is (sucks out his life) and turns him into someone else entirely. it's not his fault, he argues (that's the condition and the price that we pay for living when and how we do now). he also knows that his mental depression is his to get over, if he chooses to do so (i never had a clue of the role that i played).
    bobulouson January 01, 2008   Link

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