Simile #15
“Earthquake in your pajamas, huddled in doorways while your houses sway. Blue blood, pumping like a hunter’s fist.”
Cold War Kids, Relief. This one is a little like simile#7, in the way that it doesn’t really make any sense (how does a hunter’s fist pump exactly?), but is still incredibly evocative. The rest of the lyrics in this song are great as well - it manages to be very obviously about God (and man’s realtionship to), without ever once having to smack you in the face by mentioning it.
