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Well I'm changin all my strings
I'm gonna write another travelin' song
About all the billion highways
And the cities at the break of dawn
Well, I guess the best that I can do now
Is pretend that I done nothing wrong
And a dream about a train that's gonna
Take me back where I belong
Well, now the ocean speaks and spits
And I can hear it from the interstate
And I'm screaming at my brother on a cell phone
He is far away
I'm saying nothing in the past or future
Ever will feel like today
Until we're parking in an alley
Just hopin' that our shit is safe
So I go back and forth forever
All my thoughts they come in pairs
Oh, I will, I won't, I do, I don't
I'm not surprised
But I never feel quite prepared
Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you'd call that paintin' in a cave
And there's a word I can't remember
And a feeling I cannot escape
And now my ashtray's overflowing
I'm still staring at a clean white page
Oh, and morning's at my window
And she is sending me to bed again
Well, I dreamed a dark on the horizon
I dreamed a desert where the dead lay down
I dreamed a prostituted child
Touching an old man in a fast food crowd
I dreamed a ship was sinking
There was people screaming all around
And I awoke to my alarm clock
It was a pop song, it was playin' loud
So I will find my fears and face them
I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream
I will kneel and plead
I'll fight like hell, to hide that I'm givin' up
I'm gonna write another travelin' song
About all the billion highways
And the cities at the break of dawn
Well, I guess the best that I can do now
Is pretend that I done nothing wrong
And a dream about a train that's gonna
Take me back where I belong
Well, now the ocean speaks and spits
And I can hear it from the interstate
And I'm screaming at my brother on a cell phone
He is far away
I'm saying nothing in the past or future
Ever will feel like today
Until we're parking in an alley
Just hopin' that our shit is safe
So I go back and forth forever
All my thoughts they come in pairs
Oh, I will, I won't, I do, I don't
I'm not surprised
But I never feel quite prepared
Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you'd call that paintin' in a cave
And there's a word I can't remember
And a feeling I cannot escape
And now my ashtray's overflowing
I'm still staring at a clean white page
Oh, and morning's at my window
And she is sending me to bed again
Well, I dreamed a dark on the horizon
I dreamed a desert where the dead lay down
I dreamed a prostituted child
Touching an old man in a fast food crowd
I dreamed a ship was sinking
There was people screaming all around
And I awoke to my alarm clock
It was a pop song, it was playin' loud
So I will find my fears and face them
I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream
I will kneel and plead
I'll fight like hell, to hide that I'm givin' up
Lyrics submitted by SavesTheNight, edited by thatsnice, sarahbelum
Track duration: 04:16
"Another Travelin' Song" as written by Oberst
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i dream the desert where the dead lay down,
i dream a prostituted child touching an old man in a fast food crown,
oh yeah i dreamt this ship was sinking there were people screaming all around,
i awoke to my alarm clock, it was a pop song it was playing loud"
This is, as said before, like the end of the earth. It's a very frightening dream. I connect with it as a songwriter the instant he exclaims with the harmonic resolution that it is a POP SONG. I don't want to be roped into writing songs for the sake of producing something commercial. I can only imagine how much more intense these fears would be for someone who's entire credibility is based on his ability to speak truth and emotion.
"So I will find my fears and face them or I will cower like a dog I will kick and scream or kneel and plead I'll fight like hell tp hide that I'm giving up"
I love the way he sings "fight like hell" with such conviction. Brilliant.
I adore this song. To me it has everything to do with abandonment and pain.
"I dream a prostituted child touching an old man in a fast food CROWN" it's not crowd.
"Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you'd call that painting in a cave"
since like old cave paintings were art
i just think conor is trying to say that you
could call his songs.. which he writes while
hunched over a typewriter.. art
such a great song
"I will kick and scream
I will kneel and plead
I'll fight like hell, to hide that I'm giving up"
I always felt the lines "I dreamed a ship was sinking [. . .] it was a pop song and it was playing loud" is meant to separate Bright Eyes' music from what normally gets heard on the radio (or the media or whatever). Basically, he won't sing what people expect just to be on the top 40/Clear Channel/mass market radio stations.
maybe a reference to the fact that one time we strived and made such big steps towards being a civilised/artistic/educated people but now we work the weekends because we need money, not because it really achieves anything
i like the tragically hip reference... not sure though
i thought the lines
"i dream of dark on the horizon,
i dream the desert where the dead lay down,
i dream a prostituted child touching an old man in a fast food crwon,
oh yeah i dreamt this ship was sinking there were people screaming all around,
i awoke to my alarm clock, it was a pop song it was playing loud"
was a reference to the end of the world, all th things required to cause the end of it all for us all.
but the more i think about it the more the corruption of children (and adults) by the fast food crown wearing man... burger king maybe sums it up better