Monsters
Something for Kate Lyrics


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I was hanging upside-down from the overpass
Waiting to discover something about the world
I couldn't get with the program
And I couldn't listen to them
It was like trying to think in reverse

And I don't want to slide into apathy
And I don't want to die in captivity
But these monsters
Follow me around
Hunting me down
Try to wipe me out
Wipe me out
Wipe me out
Wipe me out

Yeah I was hiding away underwater
Waiting for distance and buying some time
Trying to be two hundred thousand years younger
So I could excuse myself from human kind
Coz I don't want to be a container
Or a bastard with a ten page disclaimer
But these monsters
Spin me around
Get me down!
Just try to shut me out
Shut me out
Shut me out
Shut me out

Hold it in your hand
Hold it in your hand
Hold it in your hand
Believe it me, believe in it, believe

(Shut me out)
I was hiding away underwater
Waiting for distance, waiting for time.
And I don't want to slide into apathy, and I don't
And I don't want to live in captivity





Ohh ohh ohh, Ohh Ohh Ohhhh
(Shut me out)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to 'Monsters' by Something for Kate speaks to the desire to break free from labels and societal expectations. The song starts with the singer hanging upside-down from an overpass, searching for something that makes sense in the world. They feel out of touch with the world around them, unable to keep up with the demands of society. The monsters mentioned in the song are a metaphor for the pressures that weigh down on the singer. These monsters follow them around, making it hard for them to be themselves.


The singer knows that sliding into apathy or living in captivity is not the way to be. They want to break free and explore the world in their own terms. When the singer sings, "I was hiding away underwater, waiting for distance, waiting for time," they suggest an escape from the stresses of life, but they know that it is not the way to live forever. They desire a life of true freedom and not just an escape from the pressures of society.


Overall, 'Monsters' is a powerful song about breaking free from the monsters that hold us down and embracing life in our own terms.


Line by Line Meaning

I was hanging upside-down from the overpass
I was in a difficult situation and feeling disoriented.


Waiting to discover something about the world
I was hoping for some clarity or insight about the world around me.


I couldn't get with the program
I didn't fit in or agree with the mainstream way of things, and there was pressure to conform.


And I couldn't listen to them
I didn't want to hear the opinions or advice of others who didn't understand me.


It was like trying to think in reverse
It was a frustrating and confusing experience, like trying to do something impossible.


And I don't want to slide into apathy
I don't want to lose my passion or motivation to care about the world and what's important.


And I don't want to die in captivity
I don't want to feel trapped or oppressed and let it destroy me.


But these monsters
These problems or challenges


Follow me around
Are always present or lurking even when I try to escape them.


Hunting me down
Are persistent and determined to harm or defeat me.


Try to wipe me out
Are actively trying to destroy me and my dreams or goals.


Yeah I was hiding away underwater
I was isolating myself from the rest of the world and trying to avoid my problems.


Waiting for distance and buying some time
I needed some space and time to regroup and figure out what to do next.


Trying to be two hundred thousand years younger
I wished I could go back in time and change who I was or what I did to avoid this current situation.


So I could excuse myself from human kind
I wanted to be apart from humanity and avoid responsibility or blame for what was happening to me.


Coz I don't want to be a container
I don't want to be defined by my physical body or my limitations.


Or a bastard with a ten page disclaimer
I don't want to be seen as dishonest or insincere or have to explain myself constantly.


But these monsters
These problems or challenges


Spin me around
Are causing me to feel dizzy or off-balance.


Get me down!
Are making me feel overwhelmed or defeated.


Just try to shut me out
Are trying to silence me or make me feel invisible.


Hold it in your hand
Take control of your life and your fate.


Believe it me, believe in it, believe
Have faith in the power of your own will and your own dreams.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: Paul Dempsey, Clint Hyndman, Stephanie Ashworth

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Darren Robert Brown

"I'll cry tonight"

He felt her hardened hand, and knew that it was hers no more.
Looked beyond those half-dead eyes, faded shadows all he saw.
His mind ablaze with questions, feelings fighting for the right;
To escape a world of pain, unseen forces them to fight.

Picture books of memories, pages pounding in his head.
His stomach hadn't realised that she was even dead.
Now thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
Fluid frightened feelings began to form and then to maze.

Looking now upon what remains, of someone he adored.
No way of saying his good-bye's, a pain that feels ignored.
By those that leave the trapped behind, free flying to their fate;
Without our life's thoughts of sadness, grief, pain or even hate.

"I'll cry tonight", he whispered as he walked out of the room.
He hates it when this world of his decides to use the broom.
Sore thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
Fluid fighting feelings began to form and then to maze.


DrB



Darren Robert Brown

One Golden Thumb

O Rose, that I would be a worm
food to lay down at your feet
to turn the soil of your roots
make strong; to smell so sweet

of nights where I would cover you
to seal the beauty of your flower
I'd worm the world away, Tis true
to right your garden bed and power

a dark secret love that could sustain
through storms of howl, or visions fade
I'd bleed before you; blood for gain
fed underground, your footing's laid

for as a worm I may be blind
yet still I know the rose above
the alpha gardener says, "Go, find,
tend the flower of your love."

DRB --- Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I might as we'll eat myself ;)


"The Sick Rose"

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark, secret love
Does thy life destroy.

William Blake (1757-1827)



Darren Robert Brown

Temporary Temporal

The Preamble of the Australian Constitution states that we are under the sovereignty of the Lord's Spiritual and the lord's Temporal / Templar.

Keening for the Lord's Temporal / Templar Sovereign / s of Australia, shamrock as the constitutional crisis calling goes on for more than 30 years.

As Sir John Forrest, and his Highgate church with Anglican Cathedral, St Andrews, Bell and the only silver bell of St Augustine moved to Bayswater. Silver bells and cockle shells.

Western Australia's first premier was a Sir, A knight, a Templar, then became Lord John Forrest. Peerage was upon him. Baron.?

Thus once a Lord Templar it is only logical thinking with our own constitutional preamble words that he was Sovereign or king.. or was that another Temporal / Templar lord?

"Under the sovereignty of the lord's Temporal /templar and Lords Spiritual" says the preamble to the Australian Constitution.

Pope Benedict XVI. Joseph Ratsinger allowed the return of the Knights Templar so we as Australians can finally be rid of them.

https://www.reuters.com/article/us-vatican-templars-idUSL093422320071012

Knights Templar win heresy reprieve after 700 years
By Philip Pullella

VATICAN CITY (Reuters) - The Knights Templar, the medieval Christian military order accused of heresy and sexual misconduct, will soon be partly rehabilitated when the Vatican publishes trial documents it had closely guarded for 700 years.

The Keening

poem by Marie E. J. Pitt


We are the women and children
Of the men that mined for gold:
Heavy are we with sorrow,
Heavy as heart can hold;
Galled are we with injustice,
Sick to the soul of loss —
Husbands and sons and brothers
Slain for the yellow dross!

We are the women and children
Of the men that died like sheep,
“Stoping” the stubborn matrix,
Piling the mullock heap,
Stifling in torrid “rises,”
Stumbling with stupid tread
Along the Vale of the Shadow
To the thud of the stamper-head!

We are the women and children
Of the miners that delved below
Main-shaft and winze and crosscut —
Opening the silly “show.”
Look at us! Yea, in our faces!
God! Are ye not ashamed
In the sight of your godless fellows
Of the men ye have killed and maimed?

They moiled like gnomes in the “faces,”
They choked in the “’fracteur” fumes,
And your dividends paved the pathways
That led to their early tombs.
With Death in the sleepless night-shifts
They diced for the prize ye drew;
And the Devil loaded the pieces —
But the stakes were held by you!

Ye were the lords of Labor;
They were the slaves of Need.
Homes had they for the keeping,
Children to clothe and feed!
Ye paid them currency wages —
Shall it stand to your souls for shrift
That ye bought them in open market
For “seven-and-six a shift?”

Wise in your generation,
Cunning are ye in your day!
But ’ware of the stealthy vengeance
That never your wealth shall stay!
They won it — yea, with their life-blood;
Ye laughed at the sacrifice;
But by every drop of your spilling
We shall hold you to pay the price!

Ye have sown the wind, to your sorrow;
Ye have sown by the coward’s code,
Where the glimmering candles gutter,
And the rock-drill bites on the lode!
Ye have sown to the jangle of stampers,
To the brawl of the Stock Exchange,
And your children shall reap the whirlwind
On the terms that the gods arrange.

And ye, who counsel the nation,
Statesmen who rule the State!
Foolish are ye in your weakness,
Wise are we in our hate!
Traitors and false that pander
To the spillers of human life,
Slaying with swords of silence
Who dared not slay with the knife!

And ye of the House of Pilate,
Ye who gibber of Christ
At the foot of the golden crosses
Where the sons of men are triced!
Ye who whimper of patience,
Who slay with a loose-lipped lie
At the word of the fat blasphemers
Whose poppet-heads mock the sky!

We are the women and children
Of the men that ye mowed like wheat;
Some of us slave for a pittance —
Some of us walk the street;
Bodies and souls, ye have scourged us;
Ye have winnowed us flesh from bone:
But, by the God ye have flouted,
We will come again for our own!

Source:
Marie E. J. Pitt, The Horses of the Hills and Other Verses, Melbourne: Specialty Press, 1911, pages 110-113



Darren Robert Brown

The Prince of the power of the Air, And he Shall devise wicked devices that lie to the people and cause them to be in error.

Isaiah...

Bel Air, hair lair...

Ad dajjal, Antichrist
And he shall promise a heaven that is actually a hell...

Hadiths
Jibril, Gabriel.

My Father, Most High God Of Israel, Lord of Hosts and King of Jacob.

I am your witness always.

Can I get a witness?

Ergo,

The Two Witnesses are upon us assuredly.
The Two Olive Trees are established.

Revelation.

In The Name of The Father and of The Son and of The Holy Spirit, Amen



All comments from YouTube:

Scott Howe

Just saw these guys on Rage and it reminded just how underrated as a great Australian band they really are. True artists in the craft.

Josh C

Totally agree & so unique

dfgiuy22

I remember when they came out in high school. Liked em then and got back into them now. Definitely didn't get the recognition they deserved, but that could have all just come down to marketing.
I dunno, still good music, that or I'm just getting old!

Wayne Shields

@dfgiuy22 every concert of theirs i saw was packed.

M

I remember when Australia has a great music scene. 90s

Kate Kilgannon

Still gives me goosebumps after all these years. This song got me through some dark times <3

syn serenity

💚

Squeak73

I think this must be any introvert's theme song. I love it.

Something Accessories

It is

Shaun Deverson

Surely one of the world's most underrated bands - songwriting and music is deep and complex as any band getting around.

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