Taken from "Fiction Man" 2004
"Every word in the world raging silent
Like the spirit of original film
Straight out as the drama and the test
Try to reach you
Stretching out from East to West
Like the endless city
Running from time
Breathing easier in it's place to hide
From seed
From single cell it comes
Not transmutated
Or digressing even from
None of them even matter
Or seem of worth
Of the lost in their microcosmic world
A maze
Shielded
By a mist
Running
Out of time
Evaporating
Raging silent
Like every word
In the world"
I think Robert Pollard must have sung every word in the world by now. This is a gentle acoustic number that has hints of REM and is pure Americana. Fiction Man is oft looked over but I think its the point where Bob's solo work began to mature into its own entity and not just be a repository for GBV outtakes. Lovely stuff.
Tuesday, 30 December 2008
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