SOMETIMES THERE IS NOTHING TO SAY, BUT LISTEN.
SHARED HERE IS A SONG FROM ONE OF THE BEST ALBUMS OF OUR – (DARE WE SAY?) FLAGSHIP BAND, NYC’S OWN INIMITABLE SWANS.
SWANS> WHITE LIGHT FROM THE MOUTH OF INFINITY> FAILURE
And I, I’ve been lonely
And I, I’ve been blind
And I, I’ve learned nothing
So my hands are firmly tied
To the sinking lead weight of failure
I’ve worked hard all my life
Money slips through my hands
My face in the mirror tells me
It’s no surprise that I am
Pushing the stone up the hill of failure
And they tempt me with violence
And they punish me with ideals
And they crush me with an image of my life
That’s nothing but unreal
Except on the goddamned slave ship of failure
And I’ll drown here trying
To get up for some air
But each time I think I breathe
I’m laid on with a double share
Of the punishing burden of failure
I don’t deserve to be down here
But I’ll never leave
And I, I’ve learned one thing
You can’t escape the beast
In the null and void pit of failure
Hmm-hmm-hmm
When I get my hands on some money
I’ll kiss its green skin
And I’ll ask its dirty face
“Where the hell have you been?”
“I’m the fuel that fires the engines of failure”
And I’ll be old and broken down
And I’ll forget who and where I am
I’ll be senile, or forgotten
But I’ll remember and understand
You can bank your hard-earned money on failure
I saw my father crying
I saw my mother break her hand
On a wall that wouldn’t weep
But that certainly held in
The mechanical moans of a dying man who was a failure
My back hurts me when I bend
‘Cause I carry a load
And my brain hurts like a knife-hole
‘Cause I’ve yet to be shown
How to pull myself out from the sucking quicksand of failure
Hmm-hmm-hmm
Some people lie in Hell
Many bastards succeed
But I, I’ve learned nothing
I can’t even elegantly bleed
Out the poison blood of failure
