This has been one of my favorite songs of all time. The delicate balance of despair and hope in the words as well as in the music itself seems to so closely emulate the contradictory thoughts and emotions that seem to plague everyone.
It starts out with someone sitting and observing people, recognizing the self-imposed isolation so ingrained in people they don't even realize there's another option. With the theme of the song seeming to revolve around death and a search for meaning and/or God, the connection is made that in this condition people wouldn't even recognize the answer if it shuffled by. Yet, we find the person lamenting this is, themselves, doing much the same -- not interacting, just lamenting the sorry state of affairs.
It's interesting to note, too, that it is said Abraham sat counting the suns in the sky the night he died, counting the number of descendants God had promised him. That story seems to sum up the song pretty well in and of itself, with Abraham having been given a dream by God. Yet, for all of his life, he had hope and faith alone that God would do so. God said Abraham's descendants would number the sands on the shore and the stars in the sky. Even though he died having but one son God had promised (and possibly 2 grandchildren by that time), he died dreaming and believing.
The reference to all falling down could hold two meanings, in one being death, but the other being falling into a depravity or darkness. Yet, out of that darkness comes light like a flash, that realization that it can change, or the discovery of what has been missing. We surge forward suddenly, thinking we can break free from the chains of darkness holding us, but sometimes we fail, which can send us spiraling further into that darkness.
The most profound line for me was that every day should be a good day to die, because it's true. You never know what's lying on the other side of 24 hours, so every day should be lived without regrets, taking advantage of every opportunity, knowing it could be your last, yet still hold onto your dreams of tomorrow.
Finally, we have the crux of the issue -- it's hard to explain how we got here. Were we created? If so, by who? We so often think we have the answer. We think we can explain it. Yet, so often we falter in doing so. As the writer of the book of Hebrews in the Bible wrote, faith is believing in what is unseen. Yet, at times that faith may falter for that very reason.
An excellent song, if I do say so myself. As to the everyday should be a good day to die reference to the album Everyday, the song is much older than Busted Stuff. I have a CD someone left in my story shortly after Crash came out of a bootleg concert where this (and The Maker) were played.
Also, I believe the lines, "Oh, fall down" are actually, "All fall down," though I could be wrong. It seems like that would fit better with the topic of the verses they kick off as well.
This has been one of my favorite songs of all time. The delicate balance of despair and hope in the words as well as in the music itself seems to so closely emulate the contradictory thoughts and emotions that seem to plague everyone.
It starts out with someone sitting and observing people, recognizing the self-imposed isolation so ingrained in people they don't even realize there's another option. With the theme of the song seeming to revolve around death and a search for meaning and/or God, the connection is made that in this condition people wouldn't even recognize the answer if it shuffled by. Yet, we find the person lamenting this is, themselves, doing much the same -- not interacting, just lamenting the sorry state of affairs.
It's interesting to note, too, that it is said Abraham sat counting the suns in the sky the night he died, counting the number of descendants God had promised him. That story seems to sum up the song pretty well in and of itself, with Abraham having been given a dream by God. Yet, for all of his life, he had hope and faith alone that God would do so. God said Abraham's descendants would number the sands on the shore and the stars in the sky. Even though he died having but one son God had promised (and possibly 2 grandchildren by that time), he died dreaming and believing.
The reference to all falling down could hold two meanings, in one being death, but the other being falling into a depravity or darkness. Yet, out of that darkness comes light like a flash, that realization that it can change, or the discovery of what has been missing. We surge forward suddenly, thinking we can break free from the chains of darkness holding us, but sometimes we fail, which can send us spiraling further into that darkness.
The most profound line for me was that every day should be a good day to die, because it's true. You never know what's lying on the other side of 24 hours, so every day should be lived without regrets, taking advantage of every opportunity, knowing it could be your last, yet still hold onto your dreams of tomorrow.
Finally, we have the crux of the issue -- it's hard to explain how we got here. Were we created? If so, by who? We so often think we have the answer. We think we can explain it. Yet, so often we falter in doing so. As the writer of the book of Hebrews in the Bible wrote, faith is believing in what is unseen. Yet, at times that faith may falter for that very reason.
An excellent song, if I do say so myself. As to the everyday should be a good day to die reference to the album Everyday, the song is much older than Busted Stuff. I have a CD someone left in my story shortly after Crash came out of a bootleg concert where this (and The Maker) were played.
Also, I believe the lines, "Oh, fall down" are actually, "All fall down," though I could be wrong. It seems like that would fit better with the topic of the verses they kick off as well.