Kreuzberg

Given my love of music, I am surprised to notice that this is only the fourth blog I've written about a specific song (the others were The Weight of the World, The Cross has said it all, and In the Silence of Beginning).
Be that as it may, this blog is about Kreuzberg by Bloc Party (track 8 from A Weekend in the City).

A Weekend in the City, as an album, is outstanding. This song is just one example of it's brilliance. You can listen to the song here. Listen, and enjoy.

These are the lyrics:

There is a wall that runs right through me
Just like the city, I will never be joined
What is this love? Why can I never hold it?
Did it really run out in the strangers' bedrooms?

I
I have decided
At twenty-five
Something must change

Saturday night in East Berlin
We took the U-Bahn to the East Side Gallery
I was sure I'd found love with this one lying with me
Crying again in the old bahnhof

I
I have decided
At twenty-five
That something must change

After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues

Concerned mothers
Of the west
Teach your sons
How to truly love


I love what the song is saying, and I love the comparison with Kreuzberg - very clever.