A song about the relative powerlessness of fighting back - making a statement, using art (esp music + poetry) to articulate one's frustations.
This is about writing songs, poetry, and the confessions that artists make. It's about the limitations of how far meaning can, well, mean anything. There can be an element of entertainment and bravado when one plays live. I find this more applicable to bands, especially young bands, but it happens to solo artists as well. I'd like to think I've never fallen into this catagory. I'm not an entertainer. But the song's also about not taking yourself too seriously. Music can affect the world but it won't change it. I programmed the lyrics into some free software. There are two short literary extracts from Yeats and B.E.E. mixed in with my own lyrics. One is from 'The Tower' and the other from 'American Psycho.' I used to derive great joy playing this one live (without the voice, just the music). People's faces dropped, or others just spoke over it - thinking the discord was bum notes. That's not my problem. I might play this song again some day with someone reading the lines through an FX medal.
This song contains backtracking.
...This confession has meant nothing (b.e.e)