Good Monsters Lyrics
to see the wasteland where the home fires rise,
and the people shouting why, why, why...
Do you know what you are?
Do you know what you are?
and roll outside of safety's keep,
and the pain makes them feel so alive
Do you know what you are?
Do you know what you are?
Do you know what you are?
Not all monsters are bad, but the ones who are good
never do what they could, never do what they could
And dance around the open flames,
and they make a lot of empty noise.
As if there wasn't anything to say,
About the justice and the mystery.
Do you know what you are?
Do you know what you are?
And we are forms of everything we love, we love.
nothing ever changes, nothing ever changes... by itself.
Do you know what you are
'Cause we are, we are so in love with ourselves
And we are forms of all the things we love.
No one has commented on this song yet??! I think this song is about how us in the Christian community can be "good monsters". Our motives and hearts may be pure, but we are dead, bored in our faith; we do not stand up for Christ and thus all the noise we make, all the talk about what we want to do for God is in vain, if we don't actually DO it. We try to be just like the world, like everyone else (all the monsters), hiding ourselves to look just like them. We blindly believe that we are good little Christians ("We are so in love with ourselves"), yet we are just really the same as the world that we made ourselves apart of.
I am a non christian, but Jars of Clay is one of my favorite bands. They don't talk about how great god is, they talk about what they feel because of god. It's genius, they don't alienate anyone, and offer a lot to think about even if you don't believe as they do.
Someone such as myself feels the same as this song describes. Just because I don't care for an afterlife doesn't devoid this life of meaning. It's still pretty damn boring though, and this song soothes those feelings by pointing out that whoever you are, you're not alone.
I'm very surprised there are so few comments. This song struck me in a very unusual way the first time I heard it. It's obvious to me that this song is an indictment against christians in this country. We are the good monsters, for sure, bored and in love with ourselves. But this song has a prophetic element too, I believe. Just look at the first line. "All the good monsters open their eyes to see the wasteland where the homefires rise and the people shouted why, why, why?" This brings the 911 terror attacks to mind, and may suggest a coming day of judgment. The second verse backs up this notion, about the "giants" (clearly evil), coming awake. Yet, most christians do not understand God's righteous judgement and it leaves them speechless. "All the bright eyes turn away, as if there wasn't anything to say about the justice and the mystery." Quite sobering.
I agree with monkey! I think it's trying to tell Christians to step it up a notch and start talking about it! I mean when he says "all the good monsters rattle their chains and dance around the open flame, And they make a lot of empty noise" It kinda points to those that act like Christians should but their only skin deep in their faith. It's rebuking the "lukewarm Christians"
I think what I like most about this band is, unlike other christian banks they don't just out and say it. they do it well they've perfected the art of christian music. I only wish that this album could be listened to more than it is...
All the good monsters open their eyes, to see the wasteland where the home fires rise, and the people shouting why, why, why... Do you know what you are? Do you know what you are?
All of the giants wake from their sleep, and roll outside of safety's keep, and the pain makes them feel so alive
Do you know what you are? Do you know what you are?
And we are bored of all the things we know Do you know what you are? Do you know what you are? Not all monsters are bad, but the ones who are good never do what they could, never do what they could
All the good monsters rattle their chains, And dance around the open flames, and they make a lot of empty noise.
While all of the bright eyes turn away, As if there wasn't anything to say, About the justice and the mystery. Do you know what you are? Do you know what you are?
And we are bored of all the things we know And we are forms of everything we love, we love.
If good won't show it's ugly face, evil won't you take your place nothing ever changes, nothing ever changes... by itself.
yeah....yeah...aaah
We are bored of all the things we know Do you know what you are 'Cause we are, we are so in love with ourselves And we are forms of all the things we love.