Now and Then: Now

Now

The aimless hours
The ambling thoughts
The rambling letters
You feel so lost
In all the monotonies mundane
In the nearsighted ever same
The 50s film
The Gonzo book
The material cult
The sneering look
Fleeing monotonies mundane
In the nearsighted ever same

Before the days
When we were marching in the rain
We always wished to feel something
More than monotonies mundane

So many things I said someday I'll do
I realize I won't do them now
Each day feels a little bit more priceless
And each choice seems more profound

The midnight call
The drunken laugh
The fallen friend
You feel cut in half
As time divides paths intertwined
Reminding us of our lone design
The billboard charts
And maxim clichés
The stepped-on drugs
Tryin' to numb the pain
From when that something finally came
More than monotonies mundane

Back in the days
When we were marching in the rain
With a sense of purpose claimed
Till withered like the needled vein

And how our youthful arrogance believed
That the air beneath our wings
Could lift us in our rebel poses
And I can't stop laughing now
Cause even suicide betrays you with attempt
As destiny clings with contempt
To a blinded work in progress
And I can't stop laughing now

All the things I looked the other way from
How they sucker-punch me now
Up in smoke, my dear friends fade out
And I don't even make a sound



So many things I said someday I'll do
I realize I won't do them now
Each day feels a little bit more priceless
And each choice seems more profound

(X4)
Just remember that you fade to white
Before you fade to black
Before you fade to black
Before you fade to...




September 1, 2006