"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Where crybabies cry
In the united states
Bright white on both sides
Like a plate
Nobody listens
Nobody should
It'd be a waste of attention
Not enough money
To buy a PC
So I come in this weekend
Asleep on my feet
And if I forget you
Ill have nobody left to forget
I guess thats what assholes get
Traded my day light
For a career
But I need you to disprove
My theory of the crows
Pouring my fingers across the keys
Will someone review my salary please?
Im selling my time to the man who sells style
That time should be mine to waste on you
Ill suck off investors
Ill suck off VCs
Im losing my posture from time on my knees
They treat me so well
Cause I'll do anything
Its in my nature of service
But ill need you to disprove
My theory of the crows
Kids of the wealthy are raised by the poor
You send daughters to los angelos and new york
I need mine to see me
When I wake up
I need mine to know
That im what they come to
When they come home
In the united states
Bright white on both sides
Like a plate
Nobody listens
Nobody should
It'd be a waste of attention
Not enough money
To buy a PC
So I come in this weekend
Asleep on my feet
And if I forget you
Ill have nobody left to forget
I guess thats what assholes get
Traded my day light
For a career
But I need you to disprove
My theory of the crows
Pouring my fingers across the keys
Will someone review my salary please?
Im selling my time to the man who sells style
That time should be mine to waste on you
Ill suck off investors
Ill suck off VCs
Im losing my posture from time on my knees
They treat me so well
Cause I'll do anything
Its in my nature of service
But ill need you to disprove
My theory of the crows
Kids of the wealthy are raised by the poor
You send daughters to los angelos and new york
I need mine to see me
When I wake up
I need mine to know
That im what they come to
When they come home
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Theory of the Crows Lyrics as written by Matthew D. Berninger Aaron Dessner
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"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
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This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
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I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
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Is this about selling out? I thought it was about prostitution first... But then I thought... Sex isn't the only thing you sell. You sell your integrity as well.
The Theory of the crows is a bleak view of humanity, one subservient, self-serving, with all the potential to soar but caught in an endless system of feeding from trash cans and flattened carrion. The singer is in need of escape from this life, one that is recognizably killing him slowly and severing him from everything that really matters and is vital. Like a beautiful caged bird, his song is a lament for the state he finds himself surrounded by, yet feels unable to escape from: one that causes him to have self-recrimination, to doubt his own value and worth in this world. The aspirational dream-factory meccas of New York and Los Angeles become the symbolic geographies of the haves and have nots, where the crows gather to feed from the trash of those have, or have not. This is what crows have become to the singer, and this is his theory of their life, one where he is trying to reconcile the crow as a bird of nature, and the crow as a product of its man-made environment. But like all fucked up theories, it’s in need of something, or somebody, to prove it wrong.
What actually is the "theory of the crows"? Does anyone know? That being said, last stanza is beautiful. The whole song is, really.
it's his theory that people are, in a way, feeding off of him. he feels used and mistreated. working nights, going in on the weekends, dead tired. distanced from the people he cares about. broke and under-paid while he is raising the "kids of the wealthy". it feels like a battery running out of juice.
"I'm losing my posture from time on my knees"
love it.
I've had this record for ages, but just really discovered this song. so great. Its pretty self explanatory.
is the line "traded my day light for a career" found in any other songs?
Traded my daylight for savings time would make this more meaningful by far...even if the hour hand changes, it doesn't change a thing!