The Dead Flag Blues.

The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel.
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides,
And a dark wind blows.

The government is corrupt,
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn.

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death.

The sun has fallen down,
And the billboards are all leering,
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles.

It went like this:
The buildings tumbled in on themselves,
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair.
The skyline was beautiful on fire,
All twisted metal stretching upwards,
Everything washed in a thin orange haze.

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful,
These are truly the last days"...

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever.

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death.

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood.

Godspeed You! Black Emperor, from F#A#∞.

One of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard, and one of the greatest monologues in modern music. Two of my favourite lines are "I open up my wallet and it's full of blood." and "I said "Kiss me, you're beautiful, these are truly the last days and we fell into it like a daydream, or a fever."

It never fails to get me thinking about things in a more top-down view, but mostly I think it is a stunning marriage of ochestral beauty, human despair and futility, and modern post-rock.