this one is quite old. it think it first came out in '94 or '95 but i heard it playing and i can't get it out of my head. whenever i hear it, it elicits a strong emotional reaction from me but i don't really know why. must be the drum beat or maybe the haunting melody. although i occasionally, sing to parts of the song, i realized i do not know the exact lyrics so i looked it up on the net. as i read it, it puzzled me at first but as i analyzed it, its message must be another subliminal reason why i like the song. here it is:
Selling the Drama by Live
And to love: a god
And to fear: a flame
And to burn a crowd that has a name
And to right or wrong
And to meek or strong
It is known, just scream it from the wall
I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been here before
Hey, now we won't be raped
Hey, now we won't be scarred like that
It's the sun that burns
It's the wheel that turns
It's the way we sing that makes 'em dream
And to christ: a cross
And to me: a chair
I will sit and earn the ransom from up here
this is probably one of those poems that may be read a whole lot of different ways depending on the mindset of the reader but to me, it feels like a sentiment against religion, especially the sort that proselytizes and uses its members for its leaders' benefit and own agendas, hence the title. i leave it up to you to translate it the way you like it.
hey, since it's local elections day today, it's probably approriate as well seeing all the drama the politicians are selling to us...hehehe...thanks though for the work downtime.
And to love: a god
And to fear: a flame
And to burn a crowd that has a name
And to right or wrong
And to meek or strong
It is known, just scream it from the wall
I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been here before
Hey, now we won't be raped
Hey, now we won't be scarred like that
It's the sun that burns
It's the wheel that turns
It's the way we sing that makes 'em dream
And to christ: a cross
And to me: a chair
I will sit and earn the ransom from up here
this is probably one of those poems that may be read a whole lot of different ways depending on the mindset of the reader but to me, it feels like a sentiment against religion, especially the sort that proselytizes and uses its members for its leaders' benefit and own agendas, hence the title. i leave it up to you to translate it the way you like it.
hey, since it's local elections day today, it's probably approriate as well seeing all the drama the politicians are selling to us...hehehe...thanks though for the work downtime.
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