So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
I spent a life time knocking round
The same old patch of concrete,
I waste all my time breaking rocks
And painting smiles on my feet.
I seize the end
For we drift toward the blue shore
Send the birds along
I'm not waiting for this day
She's my little sad eyes,
I'm her bluest boy,
She's my little sad eyes,
I'm her bluest boy,
I've become a weapon,
She's my little sad eyes
She's become a toy,
I'm her bluest boy
You may call me a fool
Destination to no end
I may cast the anchor
Down into the bottom of this well
I dreamt about the train we somehow lost,
That bled those giant marbles made
Of sand for us
I wrote all night, Free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
I wrote all night, free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
I wrote all night, free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
The same old patch of concrete,
I waste all my time breaking rocks
And painting smiles on my feet.
I seize the end
For we drift toward the blue shore
Send the birds along
I'm not waiting for this day
She's my little sad eyes,
I'm her bluest boy,
She's my little sad eyes,
I'm her bluest boy,
I've become a weapon,
She's my little sad eyes
She's become a toy,
I'm her bluest boy
You may call me a fool
Destination to no end
I may cast the anchor
Down into the bottom of this well
I dreamt about the train we somehow lost,
That bled those giant marbles made
Of sand for us
I wrote all night, Free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
I wrote all night, free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
I wrote all night, free man, Alright!
Big Day, All smiles. Burned all their files!
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this is my favorite pinback song.
I love this one too, wethevehicles
its awesome
Don't waste time on something useless. Get out and do something with your life.
i think this song is about getting married... to the blatantly wrong person.