Torches Together

so today i was sitting in the hall at school reading in Matthew 11.  it was all about john the baptist and how he was preparing the way for Jesus.  but then i came across this verse: 11:17 "we played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we mourned to you and you did not lament."  and of course, mewithoutYou's song came to mind.  so then i started analyzing the whole thing.  and as if i didn't like this song enough already, now i have another reason to love it!!

so the whole flute thing: it was talking about how no matter what we as Christians do, the world is not going to be happy about it.  in the verse following it said that they considered john demon possessed because he did not eat, but then they called Jesus a glutton for eating.  same thing.  they played the flute, but it was too happy.  so they played a sad song, but then it was too sad.  the world is looking for reasons to hate Christians.  since they cant find any real reasons, they resort to petty things that don't matter.  

then there's the whole theme of the song: torches.  Matthew 5:14-15  "you are the light of the world. a city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden.  nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lamp-stand, and it gives light to all who are in the house.  let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven."  don't hide the light that is in you because you are a Christian.  share it with the world.  we'll be like torches lighting up the world, and showing them the way to salvation.  

so there's my little analysis for the day.  hope it made a little bit of sense, and i wasn't just rambling.  

Why burn poor and lonely under a bowl.
Under a lampshade or on the shelf
Beside the bed where at night
You lay turning like a door on it's hinges?
(First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again)
Why burn poor and lonely?
Tell all the stones, we're gonna make a building.
We'll cut into shape & set into place or you'd rather be a window,
I'll gladly be the frame reflecting any kind of words.
We'll let in all the blame
(And ruin our reputation all the same)
Never mind out plan making,
We'll start living......anyway,
Aren't you unbearably sad?
Then why burn so poor and lonely?

We'll be like torches 
We'll be like torches
We'll be torches together! torches together
Well be like torches 
We'll be like torches
With whatever respect, our tattered Dignity demands
Torches together, hand in hand

Why pluck one string - What good is just one note?
Oh, one string sounds fine i guess....We were once 'One Note',
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain
(What light and momentary pain!)
So why this safe distance, this curious look?
Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book?
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar?
Strum the guitar!
Strum the guitar!
Strum the guitar!
With no beginning, with no end
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar 
Strum the the guitar if you're afraid,
And I'm afraid and everyone's afraid
And everyone knows it but we don't have to be afraid anymore

You played the flute but no one was dancing
You sang a sad song but none of us(x4)
You played such a sad song....such a sad song