Sounds of the weekend!
The past weekend was the HOTTEST of all time. I was lying on the bed for around 3 hours doing absolutely NOTHING.
NOTHING!
It SOOOO hot that I could see the heat waves wafting from my carpet. If I had a camel in my room, Lawrence of Arabia would be at home. Ugh.
Anywho, during that ridiculous afternoon, I was listening to two songs:
Coheed & Cambria - Crossing the Frame
Home… a silence between glares
That stutters words misleading
Here… give me all you got
With one shot sent to lend me
No… here across the grass,
Between the glass
I know… you’re not the one
I left to wait here, helping
I… I left in a sudden rush
And never said why
You… couldn’t know
That I had no goodbyes
But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you
Press the steps I take to cross your door frame if
You decide to answer when my fist rings hello
I… I left in a sudden rush
And never said why
You… couldn’t know
That I had no goodbyes
But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… if I told you so
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… I wouldn’t if you told me so
But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you
The bridge part of the song is the money shot for me. For the uninitiated, if you look at the lyrics, the one in BOLD is the bridge. Moving on, when I heard the bridge for the first time, everything shrunk, and it found myself in rock-out euphoria. It’s hard not to find yourself lost in Claudio’s angelic voice while having the keyboard synth in the background and then having the whole band barge in and yank you back into reality. If I died and went to Heaven, I’ll bet the farm that I’m going to be met by the bridge part of this song played on a loop.
AFI - This Time Imperfect
I cannot leave here, I cannot stay
Forever haunted, more than afraid
Asphyxiate on words I would say
I’m drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave
Just like all I loved, I’m make believe
Imagined heart, I disappear
Seems… no one will appear here and make me real
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I’d tell you how it haunts me
I’d tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
I’d tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
You don’t care that it haunts me
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
Just how much this hurts me
Just how much you…
I’ve been listening to his band for a long, long time and this song is one of my all-time faves. The arrangements, Davey Havok’s deep, the LYRICS, send you to a dark place within your memories that you don’t want to visit. Why listen to this, you ask? BECAUSE THIS SONG KICKS SO MUCH BUTT!