the dharma blog

To tune out the distractions of the people that sit way too close to me, I put on the headphones this morning and cranked through some nice, mundane work that I had to get done. I don’t have much music on my work computer, so I put on The Great Destroyer again and really dug it for the first time. I’ve thought it was great since the first time I heard it, but now I think it’s one of their best yet for sure.

So, forgive me, but here’s the lyrics to another great song from the album.

death of a salesman

So I took my guitar
And I threw down some chords
And some words I could sing without shame

And I soon had a song
I played it around
For some friends but they all said the same

They said music’s for fools
You should go back to school
The future is prisms and math

So I did what they said
Now my children are fed
‘Cause they pay me to do what I’m asked

I forgot all my songs
The words now are wrong
And I burned my guitar in a rage

But the fire came to rest
In your white velvet breast
So somehow I just know that it’s safe

I think I’m going to listen to the album again.