hey brother can you spare a dime
skin and bones that's melting in a backwards way to grow
out of heart and out of mind
snd kiss me in the rearview when you go

dying at twenty-three, i'm trying on my apathy
with a tired conversation floating in this ether sky
tried again too many times, and doesn't it get worse
sit and stare

seems like we're running out of dimes
bodies that we burn as fuel, irreversible decline
pocket lint and turpentine
warm my insides, wash these ashes from my eyes
death with an attitude, i'm putting on my sunday suit
tired as a conversation held one too many times
a year or two or three or ten or twenty more
waiting


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    General Comment"So close to dying, maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again, too. As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope for the first time. And in that night, alive with the signs and stars I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself - so like a brother, really - I felt that I had been happy, and I was happy again. For everything to be cunsimmated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators at my funeral, and that they greet me with cries of hate."

    It's taken from the end of a novel titled The Stranger, by Albert Camus. You shopuld chek it out, it's one of the best books I've veer read. The Cure song Killing An Arab is about the same story. (Brendan is one of the most well read artists I've come across.)
    Mr Carlo Marxon January 17, 2005   Link

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