Thursday, September 5, 2013

For some odd, odd, odd reason, I had the sudden urge to listen to Boulevard of Broken Dreams by my favorite band nonstop while I study for the GRE's.

I don't get it. What's going on with me? I haven't listened to this song in ages. I condemned the song's popularity and how it became the track that threw them back into the mainstream reception and despised the teenie boppers who only knew of this song and nothing else...nothing from the mastery of Dookie, Insomniac, Nimrod, and Warning. I couldn't understand how people could only love this song and not know about Kerplunk. I hated the overplaying on the radio, I hated how nobody else thought to listen to any of their other materials, and eventually I began hating the song simply because everyone liked it way after I liked it. The usual "you're a poseur!" attitude embodied by my 15 year old self.

Why I am suddenly wanting to listen to it after 8 years, I do not know. I do not understand. I suppose now that the popularity of this song has died and have been forgotten for years now, I feel safe to be able to listen to it again. It took me 8 years to feel as though the song's popularity has moved on and now I can go back to being the first/only person to like it again.


I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known.
Don't know where it goes, but it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street on the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks behind me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone

Read between the lines what's fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk alone. 
I walk alone, I walk alone. 

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