2008 : 12 "Arms Like Boulders" by The War On Drugs

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There is a song you hear on the radio It's a funeral march so you change the channel But it's all you hear as you're driving up the 101 from Mexico to California There's no snow when you're looking for your sweethearts Yeah there's no snow when you're looking for your answers There is something about this song that makes me think the singer is singing to someone who is lost. Like he is holding out his hand, but the person cannot quite reach it. There is a fog the singer is trying to cut through, but the person cannot make him out. I like this song because it reminds me of Bob Dylan. I can imagine Bob Dylan singing these lyrics. I think it says a lot of about the lyrics. And you're, you're the kind to hide your eyes from the sun And in your world the strong survive But won't you lay your body down Yes and now, now's the time to wrap your ears around the sound Of your train coming round You'll have to lay everything down —Rich Thomas Listen: The War On Drugs >> "Arms Like Boulders"