"Circadian Rhythm" as written by and Jay Farrar....
Blind spot of a lifetime this litter
Pretty fingers on the phone
Non violent grace, this religion
No one wants to be alone

Reclaim the rust that northern birds take
It like a song that in their feet
Bandeloro on the radio
Take a little time on Cherokees street

Chaos and precision with a smile
Sipping soma in the shade
Thoughts for the plane with brown eyes waiting
Guitar, careless whirlwind, belief gets made

Carrying on so far under the cross
Manifestos to keep us sane
The time is so weary of conflict
Silent answers, silent blame

I can't stand anymore decisions
I can't stand anymore decisions


Lyrics submitted by die kleine Hexe, edited by C21

"Circadian Rhythm" as written by Jay Stuart Farrar

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    General Commentrandom note - just wanted to thank the moderators for the speed with which they approve the lyrics. in my experience, it has not yet been even close to 24 hours; I really appreciate that.
    die kleine Hexeon May 09, 2007   Link
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    General CommentJay said on the website this song has to do with the varying sleeping patterns while traveling on the road/on tour.
    left the porchon August 02, 2007   Link
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    General CommentHis voice reminds me of Eddie Vedders.
    IMarrydDaveGrohlon October 03, 2008   Link
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    General CommentSurprised there is so little about this song. While the first two verses seem random in a certain sense but still possibly meaningful, the third verse makes plain sense to me and may tie the whole song together.
    We carried on for 2000 years with Christianity. We finally gave it up, but had to come up with something to replace, otherwise we have no meaning or hope. He throws in the word 'manifesto'. referencing (probably) the the most famous manifesto, the communist (and atheistic) manifesto. About 100 years after the atheists took charge of half the globe, we're still lost. Now no one is sure about anything. Silent answers, silent blame.

    Maybe I'm reaching.
    Rayburnon October 29, 2011   Link

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