Your Parents' Money - The Picture in Picture Ghost That Haunts Me
We’ve delayed corpses, built some things
The subtle art—and luck—of getting by
Was just enough to keep alive
Soon erased, we’ll be replaced—
Our hopes and wishes all forgotten
We sit around, settle down ‘till we’re in the ground
Innocence is moving on—
Your head in hand against the page
There’s ink and blood—it’s mud—you feel
You’ve lost in the point in all of this
Oh, I scream at moving pictures…
Past the trim, within the bleed
Our mistakes keep us on this screen
We know it hurts—but works—to blur that line
By grabbing glass, squinting our eyes
In our yellowed biographies
Are people turned to places, things…
We’re all fading fast…
Innocence: a foreign art—
You’ve lived a life of better days
A dozen years to build yourself
Another four to drift away
To my friends forever gone:
I hope you’ve gone to find your peace
‘Cause I’d stay for another year if it meant avoiding moving on…
Oh, I scream at moving pictures
Singing “I fucked my life.”
Everybody wants to make their parents proud…
Don’t you want to make your parents proud?
Every “want” will make your parents proud
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Oh, I scream at moving pictures
Singing “I fucked my life.”
(Innocence is moving on—
Your head in hand against the page
There is ink and blood—it’s mud—you feel
That you’ve lost in the point in all of this.)
(Innocence: a foreign art—
You’ve lived a life of better days
There’s a dozen years to build yourself
And another four to drift away.)
(To my friends forever gone:
I hope you’ve gone to find your peace
‘Cause I’d stay here for another year if it meant avoiding moving on…)
It’s the exposition and we’re burning on a slow boat
When’s the fun begin? When’s the fun begin to end?
Song Description:
edit soundcloudThe song paints a picture of a group of individuals who are grappling with the concept of growing up and moving on from their past. There is a sense of resignation and acceptance of the fact that life is fleeting and that they must eventually let go of their youth and innocence.
The chorus of the song, where the singer screams at moving pictures and reflects on the mistakes and choices that have led them to where they are now, is particularly poignant. There is a sense of regret and longing for a simpler time when everything seemed possible.
Overall, "Your Parents' Money" is a powerful and emotive song that captures the bittersweet nature of growing up and facing the realities of adulthood. The music itself is atmospheric and melancholic, adding to the overall mood of the song.
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