Thursday, March 19, 2009 . 7:58 PM
4 more days to COLDPLAY: THE VIVA LA VIDA TOUR
Today I share with you the title of the album, the title of the tour: Viva La Vida. After a three year hiatus following the success of X&Y, Coldplay came back with a bang in 2008 with Viva La Vida, an album with such a huge change in music direction that you'd almost be forgiven if you could not identify them as Coldplay (Chris Martin's voice is ever-revealing though haha). It's arguable that this is the most catchy song in the whole album, with the meaning of the lyrics most debated among Coldplay's following. The album itself is a breath of fresh air where Coldplay is concerned, involving many new instruments and different music styles. (I lol-ed at the video at 3:19, where Chris Martin was mirroring the movements of Will Champion.)
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.
Archangel