Okay, as I was browsing Reuben's blog, I saw his latest post on the song Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood. Well, I decided to post another song which, to me, has a very deep meaning. Although it was written in 1988, it's still relevant today. It's about how effed up the world is, how some have been trained to kill from their childhood just for others' profit, and how some have become mere cogs in the machine. May I present to you: the lyrics to Beyond the Wheel by Soundgarden.
Far beyond the road
Between your house and home
There is a churning storm
Of hailing burning bones
Tiny baby cries
Little, tiny pawn
In the profit gain
Tiny baby grows
Mother, who's your man
Is he doing what he can
To make a proper home, home
By overturning other stones, stones
Father, mighty man
Loves his little boys, boys
Shows them how to kill
To save his precious stones, stones
Far beyond the wheel
Spin your life around
By driving flesh and blood
Deep into the ground, ground
Far beyond the wheel
Steers life around
By driving flesh and blood
Deep into the ground, ground
YouTube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-yjee-RWkA
As you can see, not only does it have deep lyrics, but the skill level, particularly on vocals, is quite high.
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