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THURSDAYPARIS IN FLAMES*Bolded are the lines most important to me Now its time to wrap our fears in the night, and on the first day we'll dress this city in flames. After all the things you say, you hate me for being this way. Still you won't let go of old ideals. There is no headline to read at night when the record skips and you're not holding the needle. We all sing the songs of separation and we watch our lives bleed out through our hands. That's how it was on the first day when we saw Paris in flames. I think it's going to rain, rain down. Here in this collapsed lung of a borough there is no sunlight. The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room distant and incoherent. Businessmen hang themselves. The lower east side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo. The needle is a vector - an intersection that we all must cross, a dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls - discard this message, throw this bottle back into the ocean, rip this page from the history books, smash all the street signs, erase all the maps, forget my name, forget my face, because its going to rain, and it never ends. This is my ultimate feeling alone song. It's about being looked down on by everyone. When I feel like everyone hates me, especially myself. "The needle is a vector..." line is to help me understand that everyone feels this and that I shouldn't just feel mad at myself but feel sorry for what other people are feeling. Possibly helping me to treat them better. The last section of the song to me is like getting rid of anything that makes me me, so that I was never born. I mean why not when all that's going to happen is "its going to rain, and it never ends." |