Submerged in endless (trailing off)
I watch them fade by (sigh)
Lifeless and blank-faced (paining on)
I see
The face I use to be
They want to feel this (straining on)
They want to sense this (now)
Drunk with existence (waking me)
I'll show you something (someone) you can feel
They search and strain and drink and stagger
They play on, but I'll never, ever look back
Zombies staring, looking my way
Crying out for something
They can't fill their stomachs with enough to satisfy
The hunger growing
Needing something real
Zombies staring, looking my way
crying out for something they can't feel
Play, on stray on, in these wicked days on
Play on and understand that in your drunken stupor you are dying
Zombies staring, looking my way
Reaching out for something, anything
Anything to keep them numbing
Keep them plunging far from knowing
I watch them fade by (sigh)
Lifeless and blank-faced (paining on)
I see
The face I use to be
They want to feel this (straining on)
They want to sense this (now)
Drunk with existence (waking me)
I'll show you something (someone) you can feel
They search and strain and drink and stagger
They play on, but I'll never, ever look back
Zombies staring, looking my way
Crying out for something
They can't fill their stomachs with enough to satisfy
The hunger growing
Needing something real
Zombies staring, looking my way
crying out for something they can't feel
Play, on stray on, in these wicked days on
Play on and understand that in your drunken stupor you are dying
Zombies staring, looking my way
Reaching out for something, anything
Anything to keep them numbing
Keep them plunging far from knowing
Lyrics submitted by joshbert13
"One-Armed Man (Play On)" as written by Daniel Alan Pifer Aaron M Lieberman
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
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The zombies described are unbelievers who are stumbling through life constantly searching for temporary contentment. Without knowing it, they are crying out for something they cannot presently feel: the love of God. i.e., they are all "needing something real".
The One-Armed Man is not one of them, but was once (he'll never ever look back).
He has cut off his right arm since it hindered him.
what do yall think?
And he shows them God(aka 'something real'), and not laws.
crying out for something they can’t feel
Play on, stray on, in these wicked days on
Play on and understand that in your drunken stupor you are dying
is the best part of the song...
I love the video, and I love the song
needing something real
needing something real
needing something
needing something
needing something r-r ea l-l
PROJECT ROCKS!
Okay that has all been said before. Sorry for wasting ur time. At least ur eye muscles are getting a workout tho.
Piece out.