I really appreciate the way Doseone takes pieces of our habits and flows them into these deep, existential metaphors for the way we have built our lives. Whether our obsession is poetry, music, religion... they act as addictions which hold our entire existence by the balls. We become some sort of overly-inspired cowboy riding our blind muse until it inexorably rocks us back to the hard, dirty earth where we are reminded of our humanity.
I can particularly relate to the the lyrics:
you've had the wind knocked out of you by something life size
you're afraid to say to your face
you stretch the pen and cheat the sleep
I really appreciate the way Doseone takes pieces of our habits and flows them into these deep, existential metaphors for the way we have built our lives. Whether our obsession is poetry, music, religion... they act as addictions which hold our entire existence by the balls. We become some sort of overly-inspired cowboy riding our blind muse until it inexorably rocks us back to the hard, dirty earth where we are reminded of our humanity.
I can particularly relate to the the lyrics:
you've had the wind knocked out of you by something life size you're afraid to say to your face you stretch the pen and cheat the sleep