Gya
13-12-2008, 06:06 PM
Okay, this is my interpretation of the song… I’d like to hear others so that I can think over my own.
I think the song could be about war. War generally. Or maybe Afghanistan.
Smoke is risin' from the houses
People buryin' their dead
I asked somebody what the time is
But time doesn't matter to them yet
People talking without speaking
Tryin' to take what they can get
I ask you if you remember
Prospekt how could I forget
(“Normal” life after war is slowly coming back, people burying their dead now (in mind or real). A person is asking about the time, but that’s not what people care about now. They have desperation in their eyes and hunger. Two persons are talking about what happened back then, it’s been a while, but how could they forget?)
Drums
Here it comes!
Don't you wish your life could be as simple
As a fish swimming round in a barrel
When you've got the gun
Oh and I run
Here it comes
We're just two little figures in a soup bowl
Tryin to get beyond a kind of control
But I wasn't one
(Flashback:
Big noise (guns, bombs, whatever)
People are wishing their live could be simple again, they want to have the weapons and defend, but all they can do is run, they’re just little people with no power, they’re weak.)
Now here I lie on my own in a separate sky
And here I lie on my own in a separate sky
I don't wanna die
On my own here tonight
But here I lie on my own in a separate sky...
(The person feels all alone, has lost his family and friends, he feels weak, he is feeling death is coming for him very soon as well… Dusk is falling. Will he still be alive the next day?)
I personally don’t think about war when I’m listening to the song… I’m selfish, and think about my own… uhm yeah, you know.
I think the song could be about war. War generally. Or maybe Afghanistan.
Smoke is risin' from the houses
People buryin' their dead
I asked somebody what the time is
But time doesn't matter to them yet
People talking without speaking
Tryin' to take what they can get
I ask you if you remember
Prospekt how could I forget
(“Normal” life after war is slowly coming back, people burying their dead now (in mind or real). A person is asking about the time, but that’s not what people care about now. They have desperation in their eyes and hunger. Two persons are talking about what happened back then, it’s been a while, but how could they forget?)
Drums
Here it comes!
Don't you wish your life could be as simple
As a fish swimming round in a barrel
When you've got the gun
Oh and I run
Here it comes
We're just two little figures in a soup bowl
Tryin to get beyond a kind of control
But I wasn't one
(Flashback:
Big noise (guns, bombs, whatever)
People are wishing their live could be simple again, they want to have the weapons and defend, but all they can do is run, they’re just little people with no power, they’re weak.)
Now here I lie on my own in a separate sky
And here I lie on my own in a separate sky
I don't wanna die
On my own here tonight
But here I lie on my own in a separate sky...
(The person feels all alone, has lost his family and friends, he feels weak, he is feeling death is coming for him very soon as well… Dusk is falling. Will he still be alive the next day?)
I personally don’t think about war when I’m listening to the song… I’m selfish, and think about my own… uhm yeah, you know.