turning your orbit around

or... the utter enormity of the task

1.12.2006

are we in concept album territory?

i'm not sure. but it was fun writing the following song about a man bent on the fiery destruction of a city he hates. and, i'm happy to say, this song is worked out and in the (insert band name here) rotation.

the arsonist

take the number 12 bus straight downtown
remember them and remember me
there are tunnels buried underground
secret rivers running to the sea

an avenue of awkward strangers
empty driver seats and all red lights
the city is empty but full of danger
out of mind and out of sight

a dollar here and a dollar there
counterfeit bills, phonies and fakes
movie soundtracks hanging in the air
a road to pave and lines to paint

pressure builds and buildings burn down
gospel choirs sing from every door
hit the freeway take it out of town
headed nowhere i haven’t been before

see the skyline from a different view
rooftops flicker in the haze
no one here ever tried to be true
no one here ever held my gaze

link o' the day:

where my sweetie works.

1 Comments:

At 1:00 PM, Blogger Steamboat Lion said...

Dave - how long are you expecting before a nice man in a dark suit for the FBI knocks on your door?

 

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