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Call me outside I'll come running down.
When I satisfied each need invented by my eye
I was a nest by a fox hole or dirt underneath your boot soles.
When I satisfied each need invented by my eye
It was northing like I'd imagined.
Like cocaine, their green eyes fixed on the television to pass the time until their two miles of elegant blinds halfway raised for the watching as you walked by.
"Look, come down to the window - she carries a candle at mid-day while the sun's still so high!"
But you knew better than to pay mind to what people and the devil say.
Call me outside, I'll come running down into your vacant, intoxicating night.
Call me outside to their haunted streets, their red electric lights.
I'm on the sad side of a nowhere town.
But sister, I'm all you've got, so call me outside.
I'll come running down - then not another word.
When I satisfied each need invented by my eye
I was a nest by a fox hole or dirt underneath your boot soles.
When I satisfied each need invented by my eye
It was northing like I'd imagined.
Like cocaine, their green eyes fixed on the television to pass the time until their two miles of elegant blinds halfway raised for the watching as you walked by.
"Look, come down to the window - she carries a candle at mid-day while the sun's still so high!"
But you knew better than to pay mind to what people and the devil say.
Call me outside, I'll come running down into your vacant, intoxicating night.
Call me outside to their haunted streets, their red electric lights.
I'm on the sad side of a nowhere town.
But sister, I'm all you've got, so call me outside.
I'll come running down - then not another word.
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He's clearly talking about Amsterdam's red light district, but referring to it as a disaster area ravaged by lustful human passions and brokenness. Compare that to somewhere ravaged by hurricane--it's something external that people are quick to address, but Amsterdam is wrapped up in so many problems that are profitable to different people who would take advantage of others. No one goes there to bring relief necessarily. Aaron was probably moved with compassion for the women, and felt a sense of responsibility to be a light of God's love in that area, even if it was just him who felt that way. "I'm on the sad side of a nowhere town\but sister I'm all you got, so call me outside."
And now I would ask a strange question: who is the most diligentest bishop and prelate in all England, that passeth all the rest in doing his office? I can tell, for I know him who it is; I know him well. But now I think I see you listening and hearkening that I should name him. There is one that passeth all the other, and is the most diligent prelate and preacher in all England. And will ye know who it is? I will tell you: it is the devil. He is the most diligent preacher of all other; he is never out of his diocess; he is never from his cure; ye shall never find him unoccupied; he is ever in his parish; he keepeth residence at all times; ye shall never find him out of the way, call for him when you will he is ever at home; the diligentest preacher in all the realm; he is ever at his plough: no lording nor loitering can hinder him; he is ever applying his business, ye shall never find him idle, I warrant you. And his office is to hinder religion, to maintain superstition, to set up idolatry, to teach all kind of popery. He is ready as he can be wished for to set forth his plough; to devise as many ways as can be to deface and obscure God's glory. Where the devil is resident, and hath his plough going, there away with books, and up with candles; away with bibles, and up with beads; away with the light of the gospel, and up with the light of candles, yea, at noon-days. Where the devil is resident, that he may prevail, up with all superstition and idolatry; tensing, painting of images, candles, palms, ashes, holy water, and new service of men's inventing; as though man could invent a better way to honour God with than God himself hath appointed.
I was a nest by a fox hole or dirt underneath your boot soles.
When I satisfied each need invented by my eye
It was nothing like I'd imagined."
I dunno how true this is for anyone else, but as for me, when I deliberately do something that I know displeases God or give into some temptation I either end up feeling like crap or set myself up for getting hurt. I think that's what he's trying to say with these lines...
The song title itself refers to people traveling to Amsterdam for prostitution.
I remember after mewithoutYou's first tour to Amsterdam, Aaron wrote a long blog about how he was affected by what he saw regarding prostitution in Amsterdam.
with it's canals and cobblestone, sad shells of people and open sores,
drugs around and sex for sale in store front windows. irreverence would
make perfect sense if God wasn't real, but God is real! in Ede things
slowed down...a day of healing, a day of confession. water for the
drinking, wood for the fire, a bike for the riding. I watched Chad
pedal by me, the only other moving thing in sight, and the tree branches
seemed to open even wider. thank you Karel and Max & Yvonne (peacedog)
and Tom and Aart and Yahn and and everyone else who's name I can't
spell or remember. today it was mainly Swarte Piet, a far off windmill
and the Afrikaan Linzensoup that made me think of Jesus, and love him a
little bit. one other thing: during the church service there were
headphones where you could listen to a rough translation of the sermon.
as the four-man choir came up to lead the worship, the voice in the
headphones said, "next the singers are going to come and help us make it
nice." for some reason I liked that and I still do./ ajw/."
"call me outside, I'll come running down" the goverment being eager to go to war
"I was a nest by a foxhole" or a HOUSE by a war zone (ie foxhole)
"the dirt underneath your boot soles" civilians mean nothing in those circumstances... like dirt under the shoes over the goverment.
Aaron sings!
just because one is Christian doesn't mean that one lives inside a locked room
"call me outside I will come running down into your vacent intoxicating night"
He talking about a total change in the system. It is though he telling someone of his plans. Some strait lined christian. Who is watching the world pass buy through there blindes and they are speachless at the end.