Considering the bulk of the song is dependant upon high school (and considering the Everything, Everything band was not witness to the Columbine shooting), the song nearly is a jab at the younger generation to consider the true implications of something (or Everything) bigger than themselves (high school).
The evolution from U2 to Radiohead to Coldplay really reveals that music of this sound has made it's way, but has the message? I'm not so sure.
They seem to evoke a sense of remorse but blurr the meaning with things like chasing cheerleaders through sewers with polyethelene bags after being dropped off (at the sewer? by a limo) and things like bullets (indicating a school massacre).
However, I think the relavence lies within the idea that such things are tirvial in the grander scheme of things, and all shall retrun to the earth in rubble and dust; the buildings and the people within. The trivial becomes monumental! I like that! While the Earth will naturally recycle, the people who inhabit her do not think it is important...so much more is... why with prom and blah, blah...HA! We trash, yet we are the same!
Anyhow, this epoch recycling (crude oil) is what we will become though we cannot forsee this, nor do we entirely care, so it seems. He does! Preservation in the upmost degree...Earthly trivial matters are earthly bound and morose. Though when petrified, when preserved, we are in a dormant state; the landfield is not really a wasteland, our chemistry is preserved and is latent and for what? To be completely burned and used up in fueling technology for those in the future to make it out alive (or out of the desolation called planet Earth?)? Exactly! Yet the emotional evocation shows resistance in that (though I understand that meaning in life is derived from knowing your time was well worth it, but is it?) ? Maybe that is where the climbing over the fridges to see the treasure in the sky comes from, because the frigid reality that we are nothing but recycled material for future use is uncomfortable to bare. We came from recycled material, so why does it matter? We are just as trivial as the high school nonsense. We are just a waste of space and time and in the eons of time and space, don't you think we should just lay to waste whatever trivial matters that complicate our mind? I wish! Ahhh...rocket fuel...sounds good to me! ;b
Considering the bulk of the song is dependant upon high school (and considering the Everything, Everything band was not witness to the Columbine shooting), the song nearly is a jab at the younger generation to consider the true implications of something (or Everything) bigger than themselves (high school).
The evolution from U2 to Radiohead to Coldplay really reveals that music of this sound has made it's way, but has the message? I'm not so sure.
They seem to evoke a sense of remorse but blurr the meaning with things like chasing cheerleaders through sewers with polyethelene bags after being dropped off (at the sewer? by a limo) and things like bullets (indicating a school massacre).
However, I think the relavence lies within the idea that such things are tirvial in the grander scheme of things, and all shall retrun to the earth in rubble and dust; the buildings and the people within. The trivial becomes monumental! I like that! While the Earth will naturally recycle, the people who inhabit her do not think it is important...so much more is... why with prom and blah, blah...HA! We trash, yet we are the same!
Anyhow, this epoch recycling (crude oil) is what we will become though we cannot forsee this, nor do we entirely care, so it seems. He does! Preservation in the upmost degree...Earthly trivial matters are earthly bound and morose. Though when petrified, when preserved, we are in a dormant state; the landfield is not really a wasteland, our chemistry is preserved and is latent and for what? To be completely burned and used up in fueling technology for those in the future to make it out alive (or out of the desolation called planet Earth?)? Exactly! Yet the emotional evocation shows resistance in that (though I understand that meaning in life is derived from knowing your time was well worth it, but is it?) ? Maybe that is where the climbing over the fridges to see the treasure in the sky comes from, because the frigid reality that we are nothing but recycled material for future use is uncomfortable to bare. We came from recycled material, so why does it matter? We are just as trivial as the high school nonsense. We are just a waste of space and time and in the eons of time and space, don't you think we should just lay to waste whatever trivial matters that complicate our mind? I wish! Ahhh...rocket fuel...sounds good to me! ;b