So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Looking around the house
Hidden behind the window and the door
Searching for signs of life
But there's nobody home
Well, maybe I'm just too sure
Or maybe I'm just too frightened by the sound of it
Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said
[Chorus:]
Aha, it was good
Living with you, aha, it was good
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aha it was good
Living with you, aha, it was good
Ah-ah-ah, good good good
Sitting around the house
Watching the sun trace shadows on the floor
Searching for signs of life
But there's nobody home
Well, maybe I'll call or I'll write you a letter
Now maybe we'll see on the fourth of July
But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud
Well I'm not sure, and I'm not too proud to say
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, you were so good
Yeah, you were so good
Yeah, that's right
Hidden behind the window and the door
Searching for signs of life
But there's nobody home
Well, maybe I'm just too sure
Or maybe I'm just too frightened by the sound of it
Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said
[Chorus:]
Aha, it was good
Living with you, aha, it was good
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aha it was good
Living with you, aha, it was good
Ah-ah-ah, good good good
Sitting around the house
Watching the sun trace shadows on the floor
Searching for signs of life
But there's nobody home
Well, maybe I'll call or I'll write you a letter
Now maybe we'll see on the fourth of July
But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud
Well I'm not sure, and I'm not too proud to say
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, you were so good
Yeah, you were so good
Yeah, that's right
Lyrics submitted by oofus, edited by StJimmy2014
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This is my "packing" anthem ... when I'm about to take my leave from a place I've grown close to (ie. university dorm), this song seems to find a niche with me. The meaning itself is not difficult to comprehend ... a roomate/significant other has left, and he's taking stock of the physical/emotional void thats left, he's "just to frightened by the sound of it"... 'it' being the lack of the life and presence of the person who was once there. The second verse is him making those pseudo-plans we all do when we're about to leave ("we'll get together sometime for sure) and want to emtionally detach from the fact that we'll never see someone again. In the end, all that can be said is that it was "good"... which definitely has fesitious overtones considering how much of your life and yourself you share with those who you live with. In essence, a tribute to roomates and others you share your life with. One of my favorite songs, the chorus is too damn catchy!!!
@Judo_yehh I'm so glad someone was able to put this kind of a thing into words! I as well have a packing anthem except mine is "Hanginaround" by the Counting Crows. I can see how this song would do much of the same for somebody