"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Come and dance through my vanity's halls
Welcome to my exhibition
Ornaments fall
The fate of my art, condemned
And the creative seed
That grows to the tune of the harvest song
Embody my lifelong passion
Intertwine with the structures of my art
Those empty frames staring at me
One lonely portrait covers the love starved canvas
In honor of the birthless rebellion within me
Every picture holds a tale
Every shade tells of a thousand words
The artistry of living chaos
Is pictured in the poets tears
Because everything burns
The final concept
Is all but a thought away
Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!
My thoughts and words will come to right
In my chamber where chaos conveys
Kneel down to my desire
Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony
Emptiness! Orchestration through colors
The gallery
To never return to my guidance
Burning my art
Welcome to my exhibition
Ornaments fall
The fate of my art, condemned
And the creative seed
That grows to the tune of the harvest song
Embody my lifelong passion
Intertwine with the structures of my art
Those empty frames staring at me
One lonely portrait covers the love starved canvas
In honor of the birthless rebellion within me
Every picture holds a tale
Every shade tells of a thousand words
The artistry of living chaos
Is pictured in the poets tears
Because everything burns
The final concept
Is all but a thought away
Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!
My thoughts and words will come to right
In my chamber where chaos conveys
Kneel down to my desire
Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony
Emptiness! Orchestration through colors
The gallery
To never return to my guidance
Burning my art
Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe
The Gallery Lyrics as written by Fredrik Johansson Anders Jivarp
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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