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Tomorrow I'll Be You Lyrics
in the circuit,
the frequency's breaking up.
the speakers can barely move
this is not a test
tune to the broadcast.
witness the jetlag.
look in the mirror.
adjust the V-hold
shatter the lens. pull out the shards. choke on her words, caught in your throat.
how long can the wheels maintain a spin,
at this velocity?
on every block, a reminder:
you can't stop this intersection.
at every turn,
dead forests of tenements
rise like antennas.
the miles are adding up and
the days are counting down.
cut the jet black from my hair
before we're bathed
in the dawn of New Year's Day.
I will change back to myself
in the flame,
we burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents.
we're too lost,
to lose hope.
maybe the night seems so dark
because the day
is much too bright
for us to see
that we are cured
(shatter the lens.
pull out the shards).
we are cured
(choke on her words,
caught in your throat).
that's the sound of music from another room
the piano player
hangs from piano wire
but the player piano carries on.
sit back and
tune to the broadcast.
this is not a test
shatter the lens.
pull out the shards.
choke on her words,
caught in your throat.
as the language dissolves and the sentence lifts,
a slow alphabet of rain is whispering,
"a-a-b-c-t-t-i-p-a-c-b-d-e-f-g..."
since I replaced the I in live with an O,
I can't remember who you are...
...but tomorrow I'll be you,
just pick up the phone.
I'm calling from your house,
in your room,
in your name,
lying in your bed,
following your dreams.
I listen to your voice get caught in my throat
as I sing,
"This Is Just A Dream."
on New Year's Day,
we will change back to ourselves.
in the flame
we are cured.
we are cured.
we are cured.
the frequency's breaking up.
the speakers can barely move
this is not a test
witness the jetlag.
look in the mirror.
adjust the V-hold
shatter the lens. pull out the shards. choke on her words, caught in your throat.
at this velocity?
on every block, a reminder:
you can't stop this intersection.
at every turn,
dead forests of tenements
rise like antennas.
the miles are adding up and
the days are counting down.
cut the jet black from my hair
before we're bathed
in the dawn of New Year's Day.
in the flame,
we burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents.
we're too lost,
to lose hope.
maybe the night seems so dark
because the day
is much too bright
for us to see
that we are cured
(shatter the lens.
pull out the shards).
we are cured
(choke on her words,
caught in your throat).
the piano player
hangs from piano wire
but the player piano carries on.
sit back and
tune to the broadcast.
this is not a test
shatter the lens.
pull out the shards.
choke on her words,
caught in your throat.
a slow alphabet of rain is whispering,
"a-a-b-c-t-t-i-p-a-c-b-d-e-f-g..."
since I replaced the I in live with an O,
I can't remember who you are...
just pick up the phone.
I'm calling from your house,
in your room,
in your name,
lying in your bed,
following your dreams.
I listen to your voice get caught in my throat
as I sing,
"This Is Just A Dream."
on New Year's Day,
we will change back to ourselves.
in the flame
we are cured.
we are cured.
we are cured.
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This is one of my favorite songs off War All The Time. I love the "I'm calling from your house.. in you room... etc etc" part. It's something about his voice when he yells that out. Ahh.. I feel like a screaming fan girl.
I take no credit for the itnerpretation of this song, I found it on a website.
Singer Geoff Rickly is cured. He always has been, but it was only recently that he realized this. He writes the song in the present tense, but he is actually looking back at a point in his life when he could find no answers. He did not know why the bad aspects of his life were piling on top of each other, making it seem as though the "wheels" of Hell would never stop spinning at a speed so exhausting that he could barely keep up. He looks back to a point where he was near resignation, but did not resign because he knew that he could not "stop these intersections" at which his life was crashing. While near the point of resignation, Rickly has a cathartic experience. He realizes that it was not what happened in his life, or even the order in which they happened that is making him feel this way, but that he was looking at his life wrong. He realizes that he is cured, and always has been. To purify his life and his feelings, he learns to look at the good parts of his life, not the bad ones. He learns that in order to survive in this world, he must "cut the jet black," or the bad parts of his life, from his "hair" of tangled memories. In order to survive in this world, he must "pull out the shards" from the lens of life, and deal with the problems that periodically get "caught in your throat," even if it means choking on them from time to time. He realizes that the only reason periods of a life seem bad is because we have such good periods, such bright days, to compare them to. Finally, he realizes that he has been cured. He has always had bright periods as well as dark, but only needed to learn how to cope with the bad while focusing on the good. Rickly examines what other people, people from "another room," may do when faced with the same problem that he has recently faced. Some may give up on life, but this solves nothing. Even when the "piano player" gives up and is hanging from "piano wire," the "player piano", a symbol for both a higher being and other peoples' lives, carries on. Nothing changes in the majority of others' lives when this happens, and the daily routine of life continues. The music played at this point illustrates both emptiness and the repetitive routine of life. Other people may pretend to be someone else. These are people that do not try to deal with their problems, but set them aside. Once they realize that no matter who they pretend to be they will have problems in life, they begin to go mad. They do not live life, but lie to themselves and say they are perpetually dreaming. New Year's Day is used as a symbol of renewal. When Rickly cuts the "jet black" from his hair, he is renewing his way of thinking. He begins to think not of the bad, but of the good. The flame is his realization of the cure within. By realizing that he has always had the cure, he can renew himself. He does this "in the dawn of New Year's Day," and changes back to himself, rather than the negative person he was. The song is written in the present tense to show action. In order to change, Rickly needed to take charge of his life. To fix his feelings, he had to act upon it. By writing in the present tense, he recreates this action that he was required to use. This also makes the song more exciting, more suspenseful, and more interesting. To change his life and heal himself, Rickly needed to find the cure within. He found the cure by examining himself and teaching himself how to be inwardly happy. He taught himself to replace the "I" in "live" with an "O," and to not just live his life, but to love his life.
What website did you get this from? Do they have interpertations for all the songs off of War...?
tomorrow i'll be you is the sequel to jet black new year.
www.thursday.sh5.net
They don't have all the songs off War..., but all the ones they do have off War I've posted here anyway.
cool thanks
god, I love thursday.
i VERY much agree tbsbnincnS.
i always thought the song was about geoff's own experiences with love. when he's in love with someone, he loses his identity and the two of them become one person, dependant on each other without realizing this til after the fact, when he's writing the song. hope that makes sense.
a slow alphabet of rain is whispering, 'aabcttipacbdefg...'
what's that mean to you guys?