Earthquake Driver

Counting Crows

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Intro:                                           verse 1   I was born again a little north of Disney Land Somewhere under Wonderland and Hollywood             But then I had to go skipping and diving and bouncing back to New York City              Straight through the heart of America where all the wild things grow            Chorus I want to be an earthquake driver I want to be an aquarium diver I just don’t want to go home                                    verse 2 I live alone but I am hungry for affection I just struggle with connection til the water calls me home Down into ocean among millions of other lonely people Drowning among the only people we are ever going to know Chorus I want to be an earthquake driver I want to be an aquarium diver I just don’t want to go home                                    Bridge I want to be like the people I see They want a rover just like me I wanna stay but what keeps me away   Is I’m tied into the lightning line And I wanna see if the sun is shining Long night?s just a waste of time I I don’t want to see people like me Just sleeping and waking and hoping and hating and verse 3   You look at me like I’m some kind of carnival attraction You say love is an abstraction just some ghost that you chase Well I am a cypher and I am a blank space                       Filled up with words you remember from whenever you saw my face                          Chorus I want to be an earthquake driver I want to be an aquarium diver I just don’t want to go home                                    Bridge I want to be like the people I see Hey man they want a rover just like me I want to stay but what keeps me away Is I?m plugged into the lightning line I wanna be where the sun is shining All night chasing time I I don’t want to be with people like me Just creeping and waking and hoping and hating and verse 4 Now what is the price of this fame and self absorption?                        We turn ourselves into orphans and then spend our nights alone           Living in fear of some kind of imaginary consequence                    Terror incognito ob-la-di li-bi-do Chorus I want to be an earthquake driver I want to be an aquarium diver I just don’t want to go home                                    Truth is I don’t want to be no earthquake driver    And I do not want to be an aquarium diver but hey I just don’t want to go home                                    Oh man I just don’t want to go home                            Oh I do not want to go home                                   

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La chanson évoque un personnage qui se sent tiraillé entre son passé et son avenir, cherchant désespérément un sens et une connexion dans un monde qui lui semble superficiel. Il a été élevé dans un environnement rempli de rêves, mais se retrouve maintenant à lutter contre la solitude et la quête d'authenticité. Son désir de vivre des expériences intenses, comme conduire des tremblements de terre ou plonger dans un aquarium, reflète une volonté d'évasion, tout en exprimant une peur sous-jacente de retourner à la routine et à la monotonie de la vie quotidienne. À travers ces réflexions, il met en lumière la quête de l'affection et de l'acceptation, tout en critiquant la nature éphémère de la célébrité et les conséquences de l'auto-absorption. Le refrain répète ce sentiment d'incertitude, où il se retrouve partagé entre l'attrait de l'inconnu et la peur de l'isolement, laissant transparaître une certaine mélancolie face à son existence.