work - jars of clay

Empty spaces with shadows hit by streetlights
Warnings signs and weight of tired conversations
In the absence of a shoulder, in the abscess of a thief
On the brink of this destruction, on the eve of bittersweet
Now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out
Every word they speak, every word they speak

this piece of this song in particular makes me think a lot about the process of life and figuring out who you are and how your past has influenced that and just coming to terms with everything that makes you what you are right now at this very moment. The line "now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out every word they speak..." particularly made me think that we all have hurts and twistings and misguidances and all kinds of things in our past that we may not even be aware of, or aware of how they influence us and the actions we take and the decisions we make. we are all sort of haunted by those things, whether consciously or not, and they influence our behavior now... and if we aren't aware of them at all, we will just end up acting out their influence "word for word" so to speak... I mean our behavior will be directly influenced by those things without us even realizing it. but as we go through life, we can start to look for those things... to face what has happened to us in life, and to start to think about what the results of those things might be. we can start to process those things, to work through them, to feel the effects if we have always just pushed them aside, and to let them work their way through us, so that we can move past them and continue living on the other side of them. we can become aware of our demons so that we can have an active part in not acting out every word they speak.

I'm not really sure if that's what this song is about - but that's what it made me think of :)

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