The distance of the refrain "I could do most anything to you..." makes me imagine a separate entity - time itself. The individual lines, from "every second, dripping off my fingertips" (which actually doesn't make me think of blood, for whatever reason. I suppose I'd rather just view it as a particularly vivid metaphor.) to "In slow motion, the blast is beautiful" suggest the inevitable ravages of time, watched helplessly. The entire song... reminds me of the moment I'm sure we've all experienced: when we are suddenly crushed with being truly -aware- that we will die, that we are impermanent, that nothing can save us in the end and the world will rush on without us. Only time survives - "hidden far away/safe and sound". Time neither loves nor hates us - it does not wish us to suffer, nor does it care for our suffering.
It reminds me strongly of Percy Bysshe Shelley's sonnet "Ozymandias":
[I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert...Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.]
i'm learning about ozymandias in school, and now when i think about it, this song does remind of ozymandias!
the whole meaning, how he saw this clock and it's was hidden, and the words that seemingly have no meaning, but they're actually so strong...
i'm learning about ozymandias in school, and now when i think about it, this song does remind of ozymandias!
the whole meaning, how he saw this clock and it's was hidden, and the words that seemingly have no meaning, but they're actually so strong...
The distance of the refrain "I could do most anything to you..." makes me imagine a separate entity - time itself. The individual lines, from "every second, dripping off my fingertips" (which actually doesn't make me think of blood, for whatever reason. I suppose I'd rather just view it as a particularly vivid metaphor.) to "In slow motion, the blast is beautiful" suggest the inevitable ravages of time, watched helplessly. The entire song... reminds me of the moment I'm sure we've all experienced: when we are suddenly crushed with being truly -aware- that we will die, that we are impermanent, that nothing can save us in the end and the world will rush on without us. Only time survives - "hidden far away/safe and sound". Time neither loves nor hates us - it does not wish us to suffer, nor does it care for our suffering.
It reminds me strongly of Percy Bysshe Shelley's sonnet "Ozymandias":
[I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert...Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.]
i'm learning about ozymandias in school, and now when i think about it, this song does remind of ozymandias! the whole meaning, how he saw this clock and it's was hidden, and the words that seemingly have no meaning, but they're actually so strong...
i'm learning about ozymandias in school, and now when i think about it, this song does remind of ozymandias! the whole meaning, how he saw this clock and it's was hidden, and the words that seemingly have no meaning, but they're actually so strong...