Red Mosquito

digster wrote:How's our mother to damn these contributors with mud?
How will the man who made chemicals difficult shed blood?
How's our father supposed to be told?

That last line is just brutal.

i'm not usually a fan of stone's writing, but that is a great verse, especially the last line

The man they call my enemy, I've seen his eyes
He looks just like me, a mirror

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

stip wrote:

digster wrote:How's our mother to damn these contributors with mud?
How will the man who made chemicals difficult shed blood?
How's our father supposed to be told?

That last line is just brutal.

i'm not usually a fan of stone's writing, but that is a great verse, especially the last line

Even out of context, I'm a huge fan of "and this nation's about to explode." That line gives me chills every time, even all these years later.

theplatypus wrote:

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

I think you're right, but it still packs enough punch. I like it. Though it probably suffers from the same symptoms, I also really like "Eleven nights he laid in bed, hoping that dreams would bring her back."

The hammer that I once brought(brung) down
Now hovers over me
Casts a shadow, across, over me.

durdencommatyler wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

I think you're right, but it still packs enough punch. I like it. Though it probably suffers from the same symptoms, I also really like "Eleven nights he laid in bed, hoping that dreams would bring her back."

Holy shit that's what he's saying?! I was listening to it last night and I couldn't figure it out, emasculate? Immaculate? I dunno what I was going for.

stupidmop wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

I think you're right, but it still packs enough punch. I like it. Though it probably suffers from the same symptoms, I also really like "Eleven nights he laid in bed, hoping that dreams would bring her back."

Holy shit that's what he's saying?! I was listening to it last night and I couldn't figure it out, emasculate? Immaculate? I dunno what I was going for.

Yeah, for the longest time I thought it was "he lit a match, he laid in bed." Which I think is a pretty cool line, actually. But I'm pretty sure it's "Eleven nights." Though, with Eddie, I'm never 100%. Even with a lyrics sheet.

Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone.
A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone

durdencommatyler wrote:


Yeah, for the longest time I thought it was "he lit a match, he laid in bed." Which I think is a pretty cool line, actually. But I'm pretty sure it's "Eleven nights." Though, with Eddie, I'm never 100%. Even with a lyrics sheet.

Definitely sounds right!

melonhead4 wrote:Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone.
A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone

I really like 'The little that he sees, is nothing he concedes, it's home.'

stupidmop wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

I think you're right, but it still packs enough punch. I like it. Though it probably suffers from the same symptoms, I also really like "Eleven nights he laid in bed, hoping that dreams would bring her back."

Holy shit that's what he's saying?! I was listening to it last night and I couldn't figure it out, emasculate? Immaculate? I dunno what I was going for.

I first thought that was "He never masturbates in bed" Freudian

Blenheim Augustine wrote:

stupidmop wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Strat wrote:

turned2black wrote:in his room with memories for days, he faced
an undertow of future’s laid to waste, embraced
by the loss of one he could not replace

Yea this one is intense. Hits too close to home far too often.

I dunno, I like "Sad" a lot but I find the writing in that particular verse hammy, heavy-handed and cluttered. He has to stress the wrong syllable in "replace" to fit the meter. It's a little awkward.

I think you're right, but it still packs enough punch. I like it. Though it probably suffers from the same symptoms, I also really like "Eleven nights he laid in bed, hoping that dreams would bring her back."

Holy shit that's what he's saying?! I was listening to it last night and I couldn't figure it out, emasculate? Immaculate? I dunno what I was going for.

I first thought that was "He never masturbates in bed" Freudian

AL

Tell the captain this boat's not safe and we're drowning.

Though I liked that lyric better the way I originally misheard it.

cutuphalfdead wrote:Though I liked that lyric better the way I originally misheard it.

What did you mishear it as?

Lament wrote:

cutuphalfdead wrote:Though I liked that lyric better the way I originally misheard it.

What did you mishear it as?

Tell the captain the boats are safe but we're drowning.

Yeah, I think you're right about that being better.

I mean, if the boats not safe and they're drowning then the captain is just as fucked as everyone else. The ocean doesn't care who you are if the boat goes down. But if the boat's safe but the crew is drowning, it says a lot more about class-ism which fits the theme of Green Disease better.

And the road the old man paved
The broken seams along the way
The rusted signs, left just for me
He was guiding me, love, his own way

cutuphalfdead wrote:

Lament wrote:

cutuphalfdead wrote:Though I liked that lyric better the way I originally misheard it.

What did you mishear it as?

Tell the captain the boats are safe but we're drowning.

that is better, but the actual lyric is fine