Live The Life

This afternoon while hitching a ride with my buddy Kameron I heard "Viva La Vida" (trans: "Live The Life") by the British band Coldplay playing on his smart phone through his pickup's speakers. I had forgotten about this song of late, but loved this 2008 modern rock classic from the moment I first heard a short clip of it from the pre-release hype leading up to its hitting the airwaves. I not only love its sumptuous sound but being a lover of history and theology and the like the lyrics stimulate my mind and soul with its rather haunting existentialist elements. The visual component of the music video itself is also rather stirring and stimulating as it features the texture of the entire surface of the field of view being crackled like an old painting. Below the music player are aforementioned the lyrics provided for your edification.



I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever wanna be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world