Odes to Joy

Tarot · Track 61 · middle

Knight of Swords

RWS: a knight at full gallop with his sword high, cloak streaming, the horse's mane flying, trees whipped flat by the wind. Keywords: headlong intellect, urgency, the argument won at speed, no brakes anywhere on the animal.

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Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I have the thesis, I have the timeline
I have the phrasing meticulously laid.
The wipers are catching the spit of the highway
And I am a bullet ahead of the blade.
The asphalt is empty, the logic is rigid,
I’m checking the mirror, I’m clearing my throat.
Look at the pines on the edge of the shoulder
Whipped flat by the crosswind, taking my note.

[Chorus]
I am coming to win, I am coming to strike,
I am bringing the blade of the absolute right.
The brain finds a pattern, the tongue finds a tooth,
And there is no drug like the arrogant truth.
Hold the point high! Let the engine just scream!
I am tearing the fabric right out of the seam.

[Verse 2]
The gap in the window is catching my collar,
My coat is a banner that snaps in the wind.
I found the mistake in your second assumption
And I know exactly where the logic thinned.
You thought I would sleep? You thought I would let it
Dissolve in the quiet, abandoned and dead?
At 2:42 on the digital dash,
I am driving the argument into your head.

[Chorus]
I am coming to win, I am coming to strike,
I am bringing the blade of the absolute right.
The brain finds a pattern, the tongue finds a tooth,
And there is no drug like the arrogant truth.
Hold the point high! Let the engine just scream!
I am tearing the fabric right out of the seam.

[Bridge]
But what is the plan for the moment I park?
What is the plan when the engine goes dark?
I have no reverse. I severed the line.
I am entirely blind to the damage I find.
I just see the target, I just see the word—
The beautiful, terrible flash of the sword.

[Outro]
Look at the trees. Look how they bow.
I am the weather you're dealing with now.
Racing the dawn, out of control.
Winning the fraction and losing the whole.
Cutting the air.
There is nobody there.
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