At The Drive-In – Quarantined lyrics (video)

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I’ve been reflecting on the music that has impacted me the most throughout my life and this band/song still resonate. I’m also not much of a lyrics person, instead focusing on the music and yet these lyrics are “poetically meaningless”.  Enjoy!
 
Autonomous machete for hands
Warden and judge hide behind masks
Wet raindrop lull
Small rationing
Exhumed the rhetoric of
Break the weak in single file
Sanction this outbreak- a virus conspires
Push becomes shove, days become months
I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
 
Feeding frenzy, it’s contagious
Have trigger, will travel
Single sparks are spectral fires
 
Shackled the grapple and the sentinels found
Binoculars watch cardboard towns
Strung up in webs the net was flung
Over the auditorium
Slave trade the weak, no call to arms
Sanction this outbreak; a virus conspires
Push becomes shove, days become months
And I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
 
A single spark can start a spectral fire
Have trigger, will travel
 

By Michael Myers

I'm an Associate Teaching Professor of Digital Marketing at the Daniels College of Business, University of Denver. I also consult with startups and established brands. I'm currently interested in artificial intelligence, cognitive neuroscience and culture. I am married to an amazing woman and have two incredible children. I was raised in Colorado and spend my free time with family, cycling, snowboarding and going to the Pacific Ocean to SCUBA dive + surf. I'm passionate about architecture, design, street art, photography and tattooing.

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