"well it's cold and it's quiet
and cobblestone cold in here"
The world is in really fucked condition right now. Everything is so god damn wrong.
"fucking for fear of not wanting
to fear again"
No idea how to change this awful state of the world, so let's just fuck and "be free" and "live for today" and all that bullshit.
"lonely is all we are
lovely so far"
Our excuse: "We are just lonely and just individuals who really can't change anything. I mean, living for today and just having fun has been working lovely so far, so why not keep doing it?"
"but my heart's still a marble
in an empty jelly jar"
In the back of their minds, everyone knows that this freedom, smoking pot, having sex, analyzing lyrics in music, nothing changes the fact that the world is still fucked up and we are in a confusing time in a confusing place. Our core is not a peace and we feel like we our heart is a marble in an empty jelly jar of corruption.
"someday suppose that my"
Regardless, I'm betting that one day, things will be different so I still feel like I can live for today. I feel that one day my:
"curious nervousness
spills into prescience"
Hopefully all this random thought about the state of things will turn into a magical life-changing realization/epiphany.
"clairvoyant consciousness
i will be calmer than cream
making maps out of your dreams"
Yeah, someday, I'll "get it". I'll be so fully realized, I'll be able to determine who you are, what you should do in life, and how you should do it down to an inch. Since I know this day will come, might as well keep living it up right now! You got some weed?
"but will psychic ability
clinch the nativity"
But will this otherworldly realization/epiphany that I'm going to have, actually be the birth of a new line of thought or movement? The narrator is now second-guessing the fact of his living for today philosophy, wondering if even if he has an epiphany, will it actually create a movement in thought?
"or simply diminish the flinch"
Or will it simply numb the pain temporarily of the world as we all rejoice in an epiphany, only to later go back to corruption and instinctive greed?
"oh young liars
thank you for taking my hands
and burying them deep
in the world's wet womb
where no one can heed their commands"
Thanks for taking my hands i.e. my ability to make a difference in the world/start a movement, and burying them deep where no one can ever find them and therefore I become powerless as another pawn in our government's game. I can't have access to my voice/hands, my friends do not have access to my hands because their's are buried as well, but guess who does?
"except young liars"
Those who are corrupt.
"voice string trombone
pull me forward onward
to the sea"
I AM MINDLESS. I WILL FOLLOW MY GOVERNMENT AND THE TRADITIONAL SOCIETY BLINDLY SO LONG AS YOU PLAY MY POP TUNES.
"take my picture
soon all I will be
is my disease"
Better write down these simple thought-processes on "Will I have an epiphany and if I do will it change the world or not?" because even they are really nothing special and they are just ramblings and incomplete thoughts, they are still the most free my mind is ever going to be. Soon I'll be another mindless drone.
"well it's cold and it's quiet and cobblestone cold in here" The world is in really fucked condition right now. Everything is so god damn wrong.
"fucking for fear of not wanting to fear again" No idea how to change this awful state of the world, so let's just fuck and "be free" and "live for today" and all that bullshit.
"lonely is all we are lovely so far" Our excuse: "We are just lonely and just individuals who really can't change anything. I mean, living for today and just having fun has been working lovely so far, so why not keep doing it?"
"but my heart's still a marble in an empty jelly jar" In the back of their minds, everyone knows that this freedom, smoking pot, having sex, analyzing lyrics in music, nothing changes the fact that the world is still fucked up and we are in a confusing time in a confusing place. Our core is not a peace and we feel like we our heart is a marble in an empty jelly jar of corruption.
"someday suppose that my" Regardless, I'm betting that one day, things will be different so I still feel like I can live for today. I feel that one day my:
"curious nervousness spills into prescience" Hopefully all this random thought about the state of things will turn into a magical life-changing realization/epiphany.
"clairvoyant consciousness i will be calmer than cream making maps out of your dreams" Yeah, someday, I'll "get it". I'll be so fully realized, I'll be able to determine who you are, what you should do in life, and how you should do it down to an inch. Since I know this day will come, might as well keep living it up right now! You got some weed?
"but will psychic ability clinch the nativity" But will this otherworldly realization/epiphany that I'm going to have, actually be the birth of a new line of thought or movement? The narrator is now second-guessing the fact of his living for today philosophy, wondering if even if he has an epiphany, will it actually create a movement in thought?
"or simply diminish the flinch" Or will it simply numb the pain temporarily of the world as we all rejoice in an epiphany, only to later go back to corruption and instinctive greed?
"oh young liars thank you for taking my hands and burying them deep in the world's wet womb where no one can heed their commands"
Thanks for taking my hands i.e. my ability to make a difference in the world/start a movement, and burying them deep where no one can ever find them and therefore I become powerless as another pawn in our government's game. I can't have access to my voice/hands, my friends do not have access to my hands because their's are buried as well, but guess who does?
"except young liars" Those who are corrupt.
"voice string trombone pull me forward onward to the sea" I AM MINDLESS. I WILL FOLLOW MY GOVERNMENT AND THE TRADITIONAL SOCIETY BLINDLY SO LONG AS YOU PLAY MY POP TUNES.
"take my picture soon all I will be is my disease" Better write down these simple thought-processes on "Will I have an epiphany and if I do will it change the world or not?" because even they are really nothing special and they are just ramblings and incomplete thoughts, they are still the most free my mind is ever going to be. Soon I'll be another mindless drone.