Idol
5 Oct 2014, Orphans, track 8
A song about bringing the band back together.
Remixers and the terminally curious can download stems from over here.
and we are far enough away
that we can tell ourselves we're looking at their faces
and believe that we believe it
and we're so focussed on the stage
that we don't notice all the others do the same
and we are far enough away
that we can tell ourselves they're happy
and believe that we believe it
and it's so crowded out here
i can be struggling at the front
----
and when the lights go down
and all they see are glowsticks
and all they hear is “what's your name?”
do they think we're insane?
and when they come back up
and we are jumping, sweating, clamouring for closeness
how could they come to the conclusion
we are anything but animals of lust
what do clara and alice think of us
----
i wake up shivering and cold
i want to be consoled but
they can not return to what they were
when she left
the gig will never be and
we will never see i'm
sure it would be beautiful
it's tantamount to theft
----
but maybe there's a way to reunite them
maybe alice can be found and be brought home
maybe the music from my dream
is not as hopeless as the daylight makes it seem
perhaps with diligence and planning
some duct tape and some rope; a van, a bat
what would clara and alice think of that
----
there's a creaking as the curtain is ascending
there's buzzing from the lights above the stage
the chains weigh heavy on their ankles
so their movement is constrained
but it will do
the crowd is not the army i'd imagined
but the ever-scrolling ‘w’s make me smile
i have no microphones to speak of
so they're miming all the songs
but i am happy
it is done
----
and we are far enough away…
but it's not crowded out here
and i am struggling at the front