I don't know how I missed this song this decade -- it came out in 2001, for crying out loud, and it's by the band that took over for Godspeed! You Black Emperor when it dissolved at the early part of this decade. But I didn't discover this song and this album (which made my top 50 albums of the decade) until this year. I guess it's better late than never. And I think it's an appropriate capstone to this decade, not only for the lyrical brilliance that foreshadowed 8 years of Bush presidency hell, but also for the grandeur in the music, a post-rock palette G!YBE made possible and that sustained me through all the travails of this decade with music, simple music, that made life shine.
From the comments on SongMeanings about this track:
"oh man. this single song represents all that is good about music." -03-08-2003
I couldn't agree more.
"The Triumph Of Our Tired Eyes" by A Silver Mt. Zion
Sisters and Brothers,
We have surely lost our way.
In strip malls full of cancer,
And a pathetic rain.
Lover, sweet lover,
Please don't discipline your hands.
Just kiss me in the morning,
In your dirtiest pants.
We will find our way.
There is beauty in this land,
But I don't often see it.
There is beauty in this land,
But I don't often feel it.
Pimples are flowers,
Musicians are cowards!
Let's argue in the kitchen,
For hours and hours.
Tomorrow is a travesty,
Tomorrow should be ours.
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
Musicians are cowards!
The soldiers with their specialists,
And the pigs with their guns cannot stop,
The lost ones and the desperate ones and the driven ones.
The soldiers with their cigarettes,
And the police with their guns cannot stop,
The lonesome ones and the desperate ones and the smart ones.
So come on friends,
To the barricades again.
So come on friends,
To the barricades again.
So come on friends,
To the barricades again.
So come on friends,
To the barricades again.
We will find our way,
We will find our way.
When we finally deny all the popular lies
When we finally let doubt and worry die
How will it feel?
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