Furnace
Ex-Bluelighter
There's nothing I can do
but watch it fall around me
as I wait for the (anti)climax
to try and envelop me into its
horrible painful realization
that things are never the same again.
You break someone's heart.
You try and repair the damage,
but egos and pride stop
you from moving forward.
You witness another broken heart
and walk away, thinking it's none of your concern
and you think everything's going to be fine
as long as you keep yourself busy
and divert your obsessive thoughts towards
something else
or
someone else.
So, as the world falls around you, think about Nero, the last emporer of Rome,
as he stood on a column, playing his violin,
serenading Rome as it burned around him.
Rome is everything you can image.
Your home,
your heart,
your family,
your circle of friends,
and you just stand there,
as the flames blacken your skin,
and the heat tries to pull you into the pyre.
----
I have not betrayed your ideals.
Your ideals betrayed you.
Whatta you gonna do?
Your eyes will not close
your tounge barely speaks.
But I can still feel you.
I can still feel you...
Come let the changes in.
Let the laughter in...
- DJ Shadow, Blood on the highway
but watch it fall around me
as I wait for the (anti)climax
to try and envelop me into its
horrible painful realization
that things are never the same again.
You break someone's heart.
You try and repair the damage,
but egos and pride stop
you from moving forward.
You witness another broken heart
and walk away, thinking it's none of your concern
and you think everything's going to be fine
as long as you keep yourself busy
and divert your obsessive thoughts towards
something else
or
someone else.
So, as the world falls around you, think about Nero, the last emporer of Rome,
as he stood on a column, playing his violin,
serenading Rome as it burned around him.
Rome is everything you can image.
Your home,
your heart,
your family,
your circle of friends,
and you just stand there,
as the flames blacken your skin,
and the heat tries to pull you into the pyre.
----
I have not betrayed your ideals.
Your ideals betrayed you.
Whatta you gonna do?
Your eyes will not close
your tounge barely speaks.
But I can still feel you.
I can still feel you...
Come let the changes in.
Let the laughter in...
- DJ Shadow, Blood on the highway
