This  one of my favorite songs. Very rarely do we hear a song that makes so much sense and has substance to it. It is called “Ize of the World” and is from The Strokes’s album “First Impressions of Earth” (which is their most recent album). I actually recommend this album and their other two -”Is this it” and “Room on Fire.” The Strokes received attention with their first album and were claimed to be one of the bands to revive the “punk movement.” After that, everybody calmed down and they have been keeping a low profile. I started listening to them a few months ago and have been hooked ever since. It is strange how I go from hip-hop to alternative rock so many times. They both have their strenghts, but right now I prefer more subtle lyrics than punchlines.

I chose this song because it  has a lot to do with my previous post. I have taken a more philosophical path latelely, but I hope that my readers enjoy it (as much as I do). I don’t really claim to be anything more than your ordinary guy, I just like to record my stream of thought and see what emotions it evokes in other people.  Anyways, I can’t really choose what to cite from this song, because  every part is a masterpiece on its own. Here it is:

I think I know what you mean but watch what you say
’cause they’ll be try to knock you down in some way
Sometimes it feels like the world is falling asleep
How do you wake someone up from inside a dream?

Your mind would wander and searched for its place in the night
Your body followed this feeling like following light
Once that your music was born it followed you ’round
And then it gave your activities meaning and let you be loud

You’re sad but you smile
It not in your eyes
Your eyeballs won’t change
It’s the muscles around your eyes

An egg to fertilize
A pulse to stabilize
A body to deodorize
A life to scrutinize
A child to criticize
Young adults to modernize
Citizens to terrorize
Generations to desensitize

You’re dreams are sweet and obsessed
And your overworked
You’re overtaken by visions of being overlooked
How disappointed would D.(ead) I.(dealistic) D.(esperate) I.(nventor) P.(ioneer) P.(hilosophers)
Be to see such power in our hands all wasted on greed
Am I a prisoner to instincts?
Or do my thoughts just live
As free and detached
As boats to the dock?

Just like when music was born
And detached from your heart
Is your free time to free minds
Or for falling apart?

Night after night
You turn out the light
You don’t fall asleep right away
“Are we… are we done?”

A desk to organize
A product to advertise
A market to monopolize
Movie stars you idolize
Leaders to scandalize
Enemies to neutralize
No time to apologize
Fury to tranquilize
Weapons to synchronize
Cities to vapor-i

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