coldplay:))

i've never be a fan of this band. maybe the music they bring didn't suit me at all. so, i don't even bother about this band. but, somehow from nowhere i heard their song played softly on the radio's funnel was caught my ears. its not about their music but cannot deny this band plays a sensual music that combine the variety of instruments that touches the piece of what we called music in our ears. however, the most i like about this band is the lyrics they wrote to expose their songs. they use metaphors instead of going blunt to the song of their own. they make all the listeners to wonder on the objectives that they want to share. its like everything we done in our daily lives have the same main point or idea just the topic wasn't the same. like in the song of "clock". have they ever mention that we're running of time. no, the song does not straightforward but make us thing time will not wait us and it will never stop ticking. and, from what i understand in the song of "viva la vida" the ruler can also be a civilize and sometimes we on the top or sometimes we on the bottom. but, somehow i think this song only reflects the catholic thinking in them and people do change if themselves let it change. all of coldplay's lyrics do make sense from the view of me. for whom do not understand to what they try to declare please think and listen deeply and let your senses trigger altogether.

"viva la vida"
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 a 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 want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a 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

I hear Jerusalem bells a 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
p/s: so what do u think huh??