Riding on the night train (all day and night train).
I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna
go back to Bahrain or write another quatrain.
I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna go.
“This world is a sham. This show is a fucking scam. I want my money back. I expected a band, instead there’s just some hack, and he don’t know how to play guitar that good either. Well, I am a fish. I live in the ocean. When I go to the surface the air breathes me poison. Hey bartender, I want a refund! This beer tastes like ocean!” “Well, you’ve been lost in your world of thoughts and you only emerge to see a band play. So you go to the venue and you sit in the back room, and the people recognize you from the pictures in the news. And you recognize them too. But they don’t know what to say to you, and you don’t know what to say either, so you leave the show early and walk home alone in the rain. And when you get in, you climb back in your fish-ball. You are a reverse scuba diver.”
“Well, I’ve made some big decisions. This is what I’m gonna do: I’m gonna roll around in my fish-ball, Yes, I’m gonna move. I’m gonna move so fast that I will surpass the speed of light squared and then all my mass will drip right past. I exist in time but not in space. And I have no body and I have no face. I am pure energy. I am dark matter, surely. You cannot see me. I move faster than seeing. I am an electronic medium, meaning I will enter your brain, and when you click send I will pass through Dallas then appear on your friend’s monitor’s field of vision. Now he changes his mind, when he walks down the street. He likes the graffiti when he gets something to eat. I am media letters. And I aim to make things much better.”
from Mean Letters
released April 10, 2005
Written by Collapsing Opposites.
Ryan McCormick sang and played guitar.
Recorded by Pietro Sammarco at Chubbo Sound, Vancouver BC, 2004-2005.
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