This song, along with Sorrow, is what got me into songwriting, (which then turned to poetry). Brilliant, brilliant. There best song ever.
"There’s an endless disposition,
and it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing—
there’s space for a paper-airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.
And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I,
but this pedestrian knows better than to even try,
and my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly. " ^ Best verse(s) ever. End of story. I think this is more about is life all there is, is this all there is, like, is this emptiness, this pain, this world full of hate, all that there is? Like, the part in about pigs being able to fly, maybe talking about how the greedy get all the good things, while those with morals are always kept down. THE MAN IS BRINGIN' US DOWN, DUDE! But...seriously.
This song, along with Sorrow, is what got me into songwriting, (which then turned to poetry). Brilliant, brilliant. There best song ever.
"There’s an endless disposition, and it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing— there’s space for a paper-airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.
And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I, but this pedestrian knows better than to even try, and my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly. " ^ Best verse(s) ever. End of story. I think this is more about is life all there is, is this all there is, like, is this emptiness, this pain, this world full of hate, all that there is? Like, the part in about pigs being able to fly, maybe talking about how the greedy get all the good things, while those with morals are always kept down. THE MAN IS BRINGIN' US DOWN, DUDE! But...seriously.
I enjoy this band as much as I do beating my head against the wall, because it feels so good when I stop.
I enjoy this band as much as I do beating my head against the wall, because it feels so good when I stop.