A young teen sits in his room. His interest in school is flagging, his classes seem dull, uninteresting, and pointless, his grades are dipping, his love life is going nowhere, and he feels constrained by the many rules, both at school and at home.
Nothing changes ...
Each day, each week, each month, time plods onward, but nothing changes. Next month will be the same, and next year will probably be the same. He sees no reason to be optimistic.
He puts aside his homework, and picks up a rock’n’roll magazine. He reads this short, simple sentence from Lou's latest album. “My week beats your year.”
Change will come.
He knows it’s true. Last year, nothing exciting or interesting happened, and he does not expect much more this year. But those words also give him a glimmer of hope.
He looks up. Someday, somehow, life will improve. If nothing else, it motivates him to make next week better.
(The previous 2 posts included a link to Metal Machine Music. I'm sure nobody needs or wants to hear it again, so I did not include the link here.)
Lou Reed, Anthology of Memorable Lyrics.