"Rainbows in the Dark" as written by Kianna Alarid, Neely Jenkins, Jamie L Williams, Derek Pressnall and Nicholas White....
One, two, three, four!
I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love
Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough
I cradled the crow, always shooed off the dove
Which tagged me a naive son
So the fortunate kids, yeah they left on their lights
And they stuck up their noses and started some fights
Their parents all cackled at dirt on my hands
While my father was slaving, my mother explained it
Sometimes that's just how it is
So my sister went kissing a maple-skinned boy
Finally held up her fists, said "I'm done being coy!"
And the neighborhood boys started buzzing with joy
We finally had front page news
Although it was sad, I couldn't help but laugh
Such ridiculous hate in the hot summer sweat
I laid on my back, let the punk record spin
The stomping guitar, it was shooting out stars
It all went to my heart, yeah some rainbows in the dark
So I called up danger, my friends and some strangers
They stumbled and wavered, one called me his savior
They slipped me the blood in the whole of the vial
But I didn't feel them change
Then I met a man with a fist for a hand
Held me flat on my back, taught me how to give in
Some phrases were shot, pretty roses got tossed
The gift of a fat-lipped grin
Now they're drilling my teeth while I'm soiling sheets
With my lover, she's counting the diamonds on rings
And even when truth doesn't help with the sting
Out of no numbers, some harsh looking color
You pull them out, feel they're changed
No need for a thousand cranes
So I thank the city, the lights that it's spinning
The friends that I have and the shoes we're not shining
The drunk horn's so violent, all spinning out sounds
But the color's so vibrant , the color's so loud
The newly-born crying realizing what life is
In the eyes of my grandpa, the right people dying
The see-saw of love, its rickety bounce
The feeling of coming, the feeling of going
The mother, the child, the tame and the wild
The sleeping in minor, the gold leaf, the tire
The crooked, the straight, all the hip and the fake
Oh, I'm finally feeling the stitching of beautiful seams
Sometimes you just can't hold back the river
Sometimes you just can't hold back the river
Sometimes you just can't hold back the river
Sometimes you just can't hold back the river
Hold back the river, hold back the river, hold back the river


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"Rainbows in the Dark" as written by Jamie L Williams Derek Pressnall

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    General CommentMy god this song is about everything.
    thomas doyleon June 17, 2006   Link
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    General Commentone of my absolute favourites! so much energy in this song!
    mrs-mojo-risinon May 13, 2006   Link
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    General CommentThe last part has got to be about just enjoying life. Realizing how to enjoy it after that past.
    blueoftheskyon May 24, 2006   Link
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    General CommentThe last part has got to be about just enjoying life. Realizing how to enjoy it after that past.
    blueoftheskyon May 24, 2006   Link
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    General CommentCan someone clarify this:

    "Now they're drilling my teeth while I'm soiling sheets
    With my lover, she's counting the diamonds on rings
    And even when truth doesn't help with the sting"

    I don't really understand it. I mean I know it's literal meaning, but I don't know what it means pertaining to the song.
    coughingcolorson May 29, 2006   Link
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    General CommentMy brother actually freaked out and threw a hissy fit because I was playing this song, and he said, "This song is about dentists!" because of that one part. And when I explained it wasn't, he said, 'Well, then the lyrics don't make any sense! Explain it to me!"

    And I couldn't. This is the only conclusion I can come to.

    Drilling teeth could be a metaphor for people trying to fix the bad in her life. After that relationship with the Fist Hand Man, she had quite a bit of "cavaties" and in turn, there are people "drilling her teeth." The soiling sheets part could possibly be about her own self infliction? Destroying things close to her even when people are trying to repair her?

    I was confused about the lover part, at first thinking she suddenly was engaged to a woman, but my friend pointed out that her lover (Fist Hand Man?) has a new girlfriend, or rather fiance. Flip the sentance around. She's counting the diamonds on rings with my lover. Like seeing them in a jewelry store or something.

    Does anyone else have a better interpretation? I'd love to hear it.
    blueoftheskyon June 04, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI think it's about different types of relationships, and not just about the ones they went through but people they knew who went through certain things. So it's like this big jumbled song about the ups and downs and differences and in the end it seems like things are finally starting to come together. But it's all because they didn't hold back.
    tehllamaon July 23, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"Now they're drilling my teeth while I'm soiling sheets"

    drilling teeth is a tedious process that really no one enjoys. soiling sheets is either embarrassing or from sex... probably from sex b/c the next line is "with my lover."

    "You pull them out, feel they're changed"

    possibly referring to cavaties and teeth that have to be removed because of them.

    my analysis is this: the teeth are a symbol of relationships. the drilling represents the the pain and tediousness of thinking about past relationships while currently in one... i don't know, some kind of battle between cavaties and healthy teeth. or between nostalgic past loves and living in the present. the part about pulling the teeth out kind of just makes me think this even more. you can end past relationships, put them out of your mind, but they are still with you. kind of like cavaties. you may have gotten rid of them, but you still had them. and what is causing them?
    elodieon August 02, 2006   Link
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    General Commentit seems to be about someone who had an hard life, growing up poor, maybe in the middle of racial issues as well, married an abusing and cheating man...but she still can see all the beauty in life and that you have to go with the flow.

    it reminds me of edgar lee masters' lucinda matlock, in a way.
    dorareeveron August 28, 2006   Link
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    General Commentkay i can't help it I noticed a few mistakes in here and for some reason it really bugged me.
    here;s the lyrics from the cd jacket
    'i was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love
    built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough
    i cradled the crow always shooed off the dove
    which tagged me a naive son
    so the fortunate kids yeah they left on their lights
    and they stuck up there noses and started some fights
    their parents all cackled at dirt on my hands
    whil my father was slaving my mother explained it
    sometimes that just how it is
    so my sister went kissing a maple skinned boy
    finally held up her fist said I'm done being coy
    and the neighbourhood, bored, started buzzing with joy
    oh we finally have front page news
    although it was sad I couldn't help but laugh
    such ridiculous hate in the hot sumer sweat
    so i laid on my back let the punk records spin
    and the sloppy guitar it was shooting out stars
    and it all went to my heart
    yeah some rainbows in the dark
    so i called out danger, my friends and some stangers
    they stumbled and wavered but caught me a savior
    they slipped me the blood and the whole of the body
    but i didn't feel their change
    then i met a man with a fist for a hand
    held me flat on my back taught me how to give in
    some phrases were shot, pretty roses got tossed
    the gift of a fat lipped grin
    now they're drilling my teeth while i'm soiling sheets
    with my lover, she couting the diamonds on rings
    and even when truth doesn't help with the sting
    out of low numbers, some harsh looking colours
    you pull out immaculate change
    no need for a thousand cranes
    so i thank the city, the lives that it's spinning
    the friends that i have and the shoes we're not shining
    the drunk horns so violent all spiting out sounds
    of the colours so vibrant., the colours so loud
    oh the newly born crying realizing what life is
    they eyes of my grandfather right before dying
    the see-saw of all with its rickety balance
    the feeling of coming, the feeling of going
    the mother the child the tame and the wild
    the spray painted minor to the gold leaf attired
    the crooked the straight, all the hip and the fake
    oh, i finally feel it, thestitching of beautiful seems
    sometimes you just can't hold back the river'

    I don't think it would have bugged me as much if it weren't for the line 'they eyes of my grandfather right before dying'
    this is by far one of the most moving lyrics I have ever come across, and the real lyrics conjur so much more of a powerful image then 'In the eyes of my grandpa, the right people dying'
    handsonmywaiston August 29, 2006   Link

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