This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
we don't write letters any more
there ain't the time or place
but a friend mine wrote something like
a letter yesterday
it was smuggled through my inbox
just this morning, 3am
more impotent than important
but let me read it now, verbatim
he say's "i got that same old feeling
the one that turns the birds to brutes
the sky is like a bad dream
and the Earth is in cahoots
i don't believe no one no more
i don't care what no one say's
i just wanna make the world
a much less painful place
we look fonder on the good old days
as they drift further away
but why if everyone feels so homesick
are they always setting sail?
'cause it's all bad news up there on deck
and each headland masks the next
i'd just as soon dive in the ocean
and forego the blood and sweat
forego all aspirations
they just put everyone at odds
if idle hands are the devil's work
then where's the time for God's?
and why write a letter that you'll never send away
why won't you stay with me, wait and see
all you need know
nobody's perfect and their needs are always stark
stay with me, wait you'll see
all you need know
everybody's hurting and their needs are always stark
and who cares about wars of choice in lands
where states indulge their passions
and all the new shoots just jackbootscoot
all dissent out of fashion
like Fred Astaires' at a film premier
that is all about them
it's stirring stuff, transformative
they don't care where they're sent
they're all kiss chasing childish
dreams of privileged masculinity
'till they're spent by shock and discharged
home to small town and big city
the rest are the type left dying or dead
from trying to be useful
they've been handy in the years gone by
and they'll be handy in the future
and who cares for their survival
and who cares about the Yanks
who cares if they get overrun
by Chinese nukes and tanks
who cares about the holocaust
man we didn't learn nothing there
and all it's memory does is
keep the History Channel on air
who cares about the Vatican
man everybody knows
and who's surprised they went and
chose a nazi for a pope?
who cares about fakes like anarchists
man they never want to dance
let's mambo Mogadishu
give anarchy a chance
i'm saying life is cruel, you know it's true
but all sides still try and recruit you
for shangri-las as practical
as doing the karma sutra
why write a letter that you'll never send away
why won't you stay with me, wait and see
all you need know
nobody's perfect and their needs are always stark
stay with me, wait you'll see
all you need know
everybody skirts the fact their needs are always stark
and who cares if the starving millions
know if it's christmas or your birthday
or what movie stars in Africa
or the guy from U2 says
or all the statesmen never telling
lies as truth or gospel
who cares what's true or false
the truth's the world won't go to hospital
but who needs to live forever
who needs the extra miles
we won't need bees or seed banks
in the Arctic for a while
we play the game to start again
not to better life for all
it's the appropriate opiate
when a better way's impossible
some honesty now wouldn't go astray
if not, then what's the use?
we're animals, we can't help doing
what all animals do
so goodbye my friend, i'm hitting send
forgive me talking straight
i'm only trying to make the world
a much less painful place
and why write a letter that you'll never send away?
there ain't the time or place
but a friend mine wrote something like
a letter yesterday
it was smuggled through my inbox
just this morning, 3am
more impotent than important
but let me read it now, verbatim
he say's "i got that same old feeling
the one that turns the birds to brutes
the sky is like a bad dream
and the Earth is in cahoots
i don't believe no one no more
i don't care what no one say's
i just wanna make the world
a much less painful place
we look fonder on the good old days
as they drift further away
but why if everyone feels so homesick
are they always setting sail?
'cause it's all bad news up there on deck
and each headland masks the next
i'd just as soon dive in the ocean
and forego the blood and sweat
forego all aspirations
they just put everyone at odds
if idle hands are the devil's work
then where's the time for God's?
and why write a letter that you'll never send away
why won't you stay with me, wait and see
all you need know
nobody's perfect and their needs are always stark
stay with me, wait you'll see
all you need know
everybody's hurting and their needs are always stark
and who cares about wars of choice in lands
where states indulge their passions
and all the new shoots just jackbootscoot
all dissent out of fashion
like Fred Astaires' at a film premier
that is all about them
it's stirring stuff, transformative
they don't care where they're sent
they're all kiss chasing childish
dreams of privileged masculinity
'till they're spent by shock and discharged
home to small town and big city
the rest are the type left dying or dead
from trying to be useful
they've been handy in the years gone by
and they'll be handy in the future
and who cares for their survival
and who cares about the Yanks
who cares if they get overrun
by Chinese nukes and tanks
who cares about the holocaust
man we didn't learn nothing there
and all it's memory does is
keep the History Channel on air
who cares about the Vatican
man everybody knows
and who's surprised they went and
chose a nazi for a pope?
who cares about fakes like anarchists
man they never want to dance
let's mambo Mogadishu
give anarchy a chance
i'm saying life is cruel, you know it's true
but all sides still try and recruit you
for shangri-las as practical
as doing the karma sutra
why write a letter that you'll never send away
why won't you stay with me, wait and see
all you need know
nobody's perfect and their needs are always stark
stay with me, wait you'll see
all you need know
everybody skirts the fact their needs are always stark
and who cares if the starving millions
know if it's christmas or your birthday
or what movie stars in Africa
or the guy from U2 says
or all the statesmen never telling
lies as truth or gospel
who cares what's true or false
the truth's the world won't go to hospital
but who needs to live forever
who needs the extra miles
we won't need bees or seed banks
in the Arctic for a while
we play the game to start again
not to better life for all
it's the appropriate opiate
when a better way's impossible
some honesty now wouldn't go astray
if not, then what's the use?
we're animals, we can't help doing
what all animals do
so goodbye my friend, i'm hitting send
forgive me talking straight
i'm only trying to make the world
a much less painful place
and why write a letter that you'll never send away?
Lyrics submitted by tarnopol
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i think this part sums up the song: "i don't believe no one no more i don't care what no one say's i just wanna make the world a much less painful place"
He just can't take the cruel world that exists, and cannot trust anyone, and he's writting to a friend probably the one he can still believe in.
The themes are not new but it's the lyrics and the music that turn this song into something really magnificent.
Best song ever.