This city has lost a certain holds inside
It feels so worn being chained here to this life
I've been around and seen one hundred scenes
Where those who dare to tread the wheel
One day find out what's behind that hill
Spend half a life deciding what went wrong
Trying to find out what took you so long
Until you feel it's all part of some crazy scheme
It conjures in your memories 'til
You discover what's behind that hill
You picked me up and we went for a drive
Into the stained glass cavern of the night
You turn to say, your eyes fixed on the rows
Take me from this place I know
The ruined landscapes that I once called home
I don't know what in this world is trying to save me
But I can feel its hand and it's guiding me in sign
From lives I've tried to lead
To the one that I received
Each painted sign along the road
Will melt away in source tags and in code
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The final song on the album was also the last song written for it. The inspiration was a poem called “Drive” Keely had written earlier that year while on tour.
The poem, written in ballad form, told the story of a farm boy who’d moved from the rural farm lands south of Chicago (the band were driving north to Chicago at the time he was writing), to the big city, where he discovered himself being stripped of his identity and becoming a cog in the system, or a mere number.
The title refers to HTML jargon, and several computer folk have pointed out that the proper term would be “Source Codes and Tags”, which BTW, is how people often erroneously refer to the album.
The original seed for the song was the instrumental refrain in ¾ timing that Kevin Allen originally came up with.
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