Immortality

Immortality
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up volunteers
Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow

Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...
Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...
Ohh...
La canción 'Immortality' de Pearl Jam nos sumerge en un viaje emocional y reflexivo a través de letras poéticas y poderosas. Nos habla de la sensación de vacío y soledad, de la búsqueda de consuelo en un mundo artificial y frío...