Crossing the Rubicon [Dennis DeYoung]

 


Crossing the Rubicon

Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung

Somewhere in the madness of a long forgotten time
Resurrect the pieces to the crime
I'm searching for an answer that somehow could explain
Why I feel this misery and pain
But who am I to pretend
The fault is mine in the end

Sifting through the ashes for any alibis
All I find is me in my disguise
Father won't you help me, hallowed be thy name
I confess I am the one to blame
And though my life fades to black
I know there's no turning back

So as I cross the Rubicon
I know I can't go on feeling this way
And I can't be like Estragon
A fool who's waiting on some better day

When all my prayers are answered and all my sins absolved
And all life's mysteries have been resolved
Father won't you tell me, why life is such a sham
And why I don't know who the hell I am
And though I'm feeling estranged
I must admit somehow I've changed

So as I cross the Rubicon
I know I'll carry on, oh come what may
And I can't be like Estragon
A fool who's waiting on some judgement day

Woke up in a cold sweat screaming
Same dream I'm always dreaming
Look out there's a monster waitin'
Comin' for me with the mark of Satan

Can't run I'm in slow motion
I can't swim in the middle of the ocean
I can't breathe I need intubation
Everywhere I look there's complete devastation
Wake me
Wake me, somebody wake

And as I cross the Rubicon
I vow to carry on, oh come what may
And I'll not be like Estragon
Some fool who's waiting for someone to say

It's OK...
Interpretation 
Presented as a prayerful soliloquy, like in a Broadway musical, this is a song representing a prayer of regret and repentance contrasted by feelings of determination and hope.
Somewhere in the madness of a long forgotten time
Resurrect the pieces to the crime
I'm searching for an answer that somehow could explain
Why I feel this misery and pain
But who am I to pretend
The fault is mine in the end

As I reflect on my past misdeed(s), I try to understand why I still feel the guilt after all these years, but I know that it was my fault and ultimately I am responsible.
Sifting through the ashes for any alibis
All I find is me in my disguise
Father won't you help me, hallowed be thy name
I confess I am the one to blame
And though my life fades to black
I know there's no turning back

I try to absolve my self of guilt by looking for excuses, but I know that everything points to me. I cry out to God, saying "Hallowed be Thy name" as Jesus modeled in the Matthew 6:9-13, confessing my sin and recognizing that I can't turn back now.
So as I cross the Rubicon
I know I can't go on feeling this way
And I can't be like Estragon
A fool who's waiting on some better day
Crossing the Rubicon is to pass a point of no return like when Julius Caesar crossed the river Rubicon when returning to Rome with his armies, which was illegal and made him a traitor, as he was declaring himself emperor and willing to challenge Pompey's authority and go to war if necessary.  So, unlike the impulsive character Estragon in Samuel Beckett's play Waiting for Godot, who pessimistically abandons all hope, I am determined to overcome my feeling of guilt.

When all my prayers are answered and all my sins absolved
And all life's mysteries have been resolved
Father won't you tell me, why life is such a sham
And why I don't know who the hell I am
And though I'm feeling estranged
I must admit somehow I've changed

I know my prayers will be answered, and eventually I will finally understand.  When that day comes, I would like God to explain why life is so hard to comprehend and I don't really know who I am. I feel alienated from who I was, so I know that I've already changed.
So as I cross the Rubicon
I know I'll carry on, oh come what may
And I can't be like Estragon
A fool who's waiting on some judgment day

I now await the judgment day, when I will meet God face to face and can get that explanation.
Woke up in a cold sweat screaming
Same dream I'm always dreaming
Look out there's a monster waitin'
Comin' for me with the mark of Satan

I woke up from a terrifying dream, which I've dreamed many time, where there is a monster with Satan's mark upon it, coming in judgment on me.
Can't run I'm in slow motion
I can't swim in the middle of the ocean
I can't breathe I need intubation
Everywhere I look there's complete devastation
Wake me
Wake me, somebody wake

As with many nightmares, I want to run but move in slow motion. I'm drowning in the ocean and can't swim. I can't breathe. Everything around me has been destroyed, and I'm all alone. I need to wake from this dream!
And as I cross the Rubicon
I vow to carry on, oh come what may
And I'll not be like Estragon
Some fool who's waiting for someone to say
It's OK

I'm past the point of no return, waiting for someone to tell me that it's OK, and I can move one with my life.

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