"We held hands on the last night of earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner."

The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn’t good for two.

I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the middle in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."        

 Spoken Word – AFI
hidden track in the album
"Sing The Sorrow" (2003)

The best lyric ever. IMAO.


12 thoughts on “

  1. bella bella canzone.
    un bacio

  2. Anotherday says:

     I tuoi Commenti mi lasciano sempre Perplesso,Basito e Contento !

  3. T02M3NT3D says:

    ciascuno dovrebbe, piuttosto, avere la decenza di salvare gli altri da sè.

  4. T02M3NT3D says:

    io credo che tutti, invece, possiamo esserlo. Non siamo in grado di fare male quando non contiamo. O quando non è rimasto più nulla da fare a pezzi.

  5. T02M3NT3D says:

    beh…mai illudersi troppo.

  6. exogenesis says:

    Singing my sorrow, with you.


  7. T02M3NT3D says:

    peccato che nella pratica risulti sempre il più ingenuo dei coglioni.

  8. T02M3NT3D says:

    cederei molto volentieri anche quello.

  9. T02M3NT3D says:

    già, a parole siamo tutti buoni, chissà quanto sensibili e profondi. Capiamo, comprendiamo, non faremmo mai a qualcuno il male che hanno fatto a noi. Non so te, ma io ho ascoltato questa favola troppe volte.

  10. Anotherday says:

    Il Titolo è messo a casaccio non riuscivo a trovare un titolo adeguato allora ho scritto una parola a caso e l’ho tradotta in inglese…cosi perchè mi andava.. grazie mille…come sempre sei presente e non so davvero come ringraziarti

  11. T02M3NT3D says:

    e io dico che molti di quelli che li hanno presi (o dicono di averli presi), i calci in bocca, spesso non hanno più remore degli altri a menarli, quando possono.

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