If you keep loading the gun, friend, you can’t keep blaming the bullets

This Greville and the Tombstones track could mean something different to everyone. What the stars might represent, what the rain actually is. Even the title is has deliberate purpose.

The track's symbolism certainly has a narrative for me, personally - a code, that I can relate to. My hope is that it can do similar for other readers. For that reason I like it and I think it is special, if a slight piece.

I hope you enjoy it.

This is:

If you keep loading the gun, friend, you can’t keep blaming the bullets

My eyes are hollowed out by a thousand sunsets

On a hundred wars

My eyes can see there are no stars in the night’s sky.

They have all been shot down over this cityscape.

Fallen lifeless on the ground.

Or strangled and thrown into pitch dark waters.  

So how come no one else notices?  

Young eyes, fresh eyes, clever eyes:

Don’t see what I see.  

You took my closed eyes and You opened them wide

To a hundred visions

I was not ever blind: the rain was blacker than night.

I saw What Haunts Me drown under the rainstorm.

Fallen lifeless on the ground.

And people talked to its glistening corpse, blind.  

So how come no one else notices?  

Is it not perfect now, how it is?

How you see things?

I see the black rain, lashing onto hard pavements

from a hundred eyes

I see sneers and the blind are blindly following on.

I see people kidding themselves they have not

fallen lifeless on the ground.

Eyes fixed on motion of others’ fragile balance.  

So how come no one else notices?

 

Perfection, eyes wide, lying here.

Seeing like I imagined.