Thrice - Like Moths to Flame

Once again these bitter herbs
The perfect complement to all your cryptic words
I nod but don't know what to say, but I know you
And I believe you're who you say you are so I...

I will follow you, lay down my life
I would die for you, this very night

Once again the bread and wine
But it seems the meanings may be deeper still this time
And you surprised me when you said I'd fall away, don't you know me
I could never be ashamed of you, no I...

I will follow you, lay down my life
I would die for you, this very night

I've never been this cold, the fire's gravity compels
Like planets cling to sol, I feel my orbit start to fail
Like moths to flame I come, too close and all my oaths are burned
As stars begin to run, all my accusers take their turn
And calling curses down, from my lips lies like poison spill
And then that awful sound, the sound of prophesy fulfilled
And then I met your eyes, and I remember everything
And something in me dies, the night that I betrayed my king

Thrice - Kings Upon the Main

This lesson you'd do well not to forget.
Your life could be the one its wisdom saves
At sea, when you're beleaguered and beset,
On every side by strife of wind and waves.

Despite the best of maps and bravest men,
For all their mighty names and massive forms,
There'll never be and there has never been
A ship or fleet secure against the storms.

When kings upon the main have clung to pride,
And held themselves as masters of the sea,
I've held them down beneath the crushing tide
Till they have learned that no one masters me.

But grace can still be found within the gale;
With fear and reverence, raise your ragged sail.

If you love me, won't you let me know? (Coldplay - Violet Hill)

To all of the Coldplay fans out there:

Head over to Coldplay.com and download a preview track from their upcoming album, Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends, for free. (They send you a link through e-mail. It might take a few hours.) The song is called 'Violet Hill,' and it's not bad.

I've embedded it below.




Coldplay - Violet Hill

Mow the Deliberate Whaler

I spent the majority of my Saturday tending to my lawn. While I was mowing, I saw the dad who lives across the street play basketball with his two young sons. He and his family are wealthy, and they pay people to tend to their pretty lawn.

Then this thought crept into my mind: There comes a time, maybe a moment, maybe many moments, when a man decides whether he wants to be a man who mows his own lawn or pays someone to do it for him. Women must decide which of these men they want to partner with.

Maybe that's too broad and untrue, but I believe it.



Thrice - The Whaler

My lover's arms,
they beg me to stay.
But I know the storms,
they will sweep me away.

My daughter's eyes,
they are two tiny seas,
whose water will rise
and then run down her cheeks.

"Father where do you go,
so far out upon the sea,
when are you coming home to me?"
"Darling why do you leave,
as the north wind begins to blow?
Will you be coming home to me?"

The boat and the blade,
they are all that I know;
the sea calls my name,
and so I must go.

And while they still sleep,
I slip out through the door;
but how can I leave,
with my anchors ashore?

"Father where do you go?
It's farther than I can see,
when are you coming home to me?"
"Darling why do you leave,
as the north wind begins to blow?
Will you be coming home to me?"

Thrice - Daedalus

Daedalus - "mythical Greek architect and sculptor, who was said to have built, among other things, the paradigmatic Labyrinth for King Minos of Crete. Daedalus fell out of favour with Minos and was imprisoned; he fashioned wings of wax and feathers for himself and for his son Icarus and escaped to Sicily. Icarus, however, flew too near the Sun, and his wings melted; he fell into the sea and drowned."




I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me
This island our prison, our home
And everyday we look out at the sea
This place is all he's ever known

But I've got a plan and some wax and some string;
Some feathers I stole from the birds
And we leap from the cliff and we hear the wind sing
A song that's too perfect for words

But son, please keep a steady wing
And know you're the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you'll find yourself in the sea

Now safely away, I let out a cry
"We'll make the mainland by noon"
But Icarus climbs higher still in the sky
Maybe I've spoken too soon

Oh son, please keep a steady wing
Know you're the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you'll find yourself in the sea

Won't you look at your wings
They're coming undone
They're splitting at the seams
Steer clear of the sun; for once won't you listen to me?

Oh, Gods!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was a new life, for my son to grow up free
Now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I will never fly again, I will hang up my wings

Oh, Gods!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was a new life, for my son to grow up free
Now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I will never fly again, I will hang up my wings

Oh, God!