2.of murals and monuments wip
exploring the multiverses sound by sound and word by word
Story behind the song
several historical walks in london a la the museum on saturdays and the back stories of some local monuments led to the "investigation" of world monuments and their back stories and the ways and means of how history gets romanticized. (thank Bowie for the "spigot")
Lyrics
raised a fist or was it a drink into the air
nodded sagely at all of us there
"heil" or "rock on" or "spigot" to the skies
bullet points on propaganda, that's nice
tired of living each day slowing dying
tears of tomorrow, submissive and plying
trade on trade, even buildings do fade
after the moneys gone, after the shell game
talked with beauty, talked with truth
they reminded me that they are delusions
like twin points rising until gravity spent
in a game of drones, of murals and monuments
shining light creates that shadow world
banners posted, flogging pretty girls
handsome boys coveted on that small screen
sixteen to nine or still four to three
looking for something new maybe to feel
emotionally bankrupt in need of a thrill
pushing vids like they're the real deal
society death throes, conciousness trills
talked with justice, talked again with all three
they laughed and said they'd been set free
liking the randomness of childhoods misspent
deflowering the honour of murals and monuments
