I'm going to level with you; this song is only called "Astound" because I recently took a photograph of that word. That isn't to say that I can't justify that title within the context of the song itself. This song is about feeling like you've lived in your city, or more broadly it is about the awareness of how lived in your city is. Your city is a place where you fall in love, make love, make changes, cope with changes, confront time, confront people, toil, fail, succeed, live, die, and on and on and on. I suppose I'm astounded that I've been in a city long enough to feel it changing, and to have an opinion about the way it is changing. I had a lot more I wanted to do with this song, but I'm posting this at nearly midnight and I've run out of time. Instead of bumming myself out that I didn't get to do all of those other things, I'm delighted that I like it so much the way it is. That's a big part of this project: doing the best I can with the time I've got. Also, I'm vaguely aware that the word "condos" might sound a bit like "condoms". I think it works just as well either way.
~M.E.
lyrics
Take a cab to the corner
I'm waiting inside
And the whole wide world is a whisper
When you're coming alive
And the fate of the world
Is a look in your eye
Like a signal in street light
And the morning is breaking
On the planet we're on
And the neighbors are sleeping it off again
Or screaming at dawn
And the radio's on
In the junker outside
But the station is alright
And at the end of time
We might just fade away
And with the window closed
I think we'll sleep all day
We could sleep all day
Now all the old places are boarded up tight
But since when have I been here long enough
To sting from the bite?
Like all the voices I've heard
And the bottled up lights
Turn to condos at midnight
All the cameras they look around
And the cellphones all look around
All the old folks they look around
And the house-pets all look around
While the cops stop to write it down
And the bloggers all write it down
And the kids they don't hang around
And at the end of time
We might just fade away
And with the window closed
I think we'll sleep all day
We could sleep all day