I’ve loved this song from the moment it first came through the car’s speakers. From Arcade Fire’s The Suburbs, it speaks of desperation and the isolation, trapped feel of that location. Beautifully haunting, youthful, aging, wistful and anguished. Pure pop genius.

It has lingered lately. That sense expanded beyond the suburbs, to the country, the continent. It seems so very now.

You never trust a millionaire quoting the sermon on the mount
I used to think I was not like them but I’m beginning to have my doubts
My doubts about it

When you’re hiding underground
The rain can’t get you wet
But do you think your righteousness could pay the interest on your debt?
I have my doubts about it

I feel like I’ve been living in
A city with no children in it
A garden left for ruin by a millionaire inside of a private prison

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