I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
That shaped folded banks inside
As he shivered out thoughts
They went: "golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans"
Through basements and racetracks met hollowed out from stretching mouths

All these thoughts were rolled onto needles
They spilled from heads tumble like apples fell into the sky,
That’s where they hide,
Where rubies turned diamonds
Like textures like sunshine
Behind hands arms lift into its own

As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets
Out of their throats pours tongues licking down
"What will we become?"

Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
Will stay where it's warm,

Where it's safe from the down beating drums as habits
Pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine


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    General Comment"behind hands arms lift into it's own"

    I don't even know what that means but it's def. my favourite line!
    Ves1011on December 19, 2005   Link
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    General Commentwho, were they high when they wrote this song
    sayanythingrockon March 08, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwho, were they high when they wrote this song
    sayanythingrockon March 08, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwho, were they high when they wrote this song
    sayanythingrockon March 08, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI think this one is about addictions; particulary gambling and possibly heroine.
    Sk8erpunk912on April 16, 2006   Link
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    General Commenti agree with sk8erpunk912's take on this.

    he bumps into a person with baggy eyes, who was addicted (shivered) to some type of drug or gambling or anything that can ressemble something golden (such as money... or perhaps golden can be interpreted as something valued) yet pale (because of its negative attributes)
    and these addicts can be found in basements, and gamblers in racetracks

    all these thoughts about heroine gets ppl to crave and gets out the needles ("All these thoughts were rolled onto needles"), and ppl with thoughts about gambling/money can be found whereever $$ is.."rubies turn into diamonds." and "hands arms lift on their own" when they win money.

    and at the end of the night, everyone leaves the race tracks and fills the streets like a crowd of dogs... what will we become? ("As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets, Out of their throats pours tongues licking down
    "What will we become?" )

    "
    Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
    Will stay where it's warm,

    Where it's safe from the down beating drums as habits
    Pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine "

    i'm being lazy now, but basically ppl return to their beds and rest and start all over again.
    jle224on April 16, 2006   Link
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    General CommentYeah. I'm also thinking that this is about addiction.
    ["I"] met a person with baggy "ring rounded pocket eyes" who "shivered out thoughts", about things "golden", because it brings about a high/happiness, and "pale", because of any disadvantages.
    "All these thoughts were rolled onto needles" seems to be reffering to the drug-usage-to-escape-bad-realities theory. "That’s where they hide", in the "basements and racetracks", or, "Where rubies turned diamonds", where money is exchanged for the drug of choice. After getting their desired drug they leave ("sheds out the crowd into the streets") and, perhaps, while on their way to whereever they're going, they think "What will we become?"
    "Will stay where it's warm, Where it's safe from the down beating drums" Makes me think of the drums used to alert warriors that danger was approaching. So they stay where they're safe from "the down beating drums", or, danger. But, even though they want to, they can't sleep ("as habits pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine") because, by then, they're coming down.
    accidental messiahon October 27, 2006   Link
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    General CommentBehind hands arms lift into its own

    face burried in your hands.
    humble_024on January 21, 2007   Link
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    General CommentSorry if this sounds obvious, but couldn't this be about Katrina?
    mongoos3on March 13, 2007   Link
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    General CommentYea i read an interview saying some of the album was based on Katrina, so you're right I suppose.
    Javspriteon April 16, 2007   Link

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