"On The Museum Island" as written by and Emma Moss....
On the museum island,
At the end of the day,
We had travelled for miles,
We had come to escape
All the space on the page
That the newspapers gave
Up to pictures and pictures of us.
As we followed the coffin
Of your famous father.
Adjusting our skirts
As we turned at the altar.
And within every word
That they'd written, was spelt out
You'd taken your last ever bus.
So skimming the surface
Of all your new money,
We skimmed the surface
Of the air as we flew.
We were out of the rain,
We were thinking that maybe
Berlin was the place to renew.

Well you know what they say
About terrible hate
It will breed something good
When it's through.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place
And the Brandenburg Gate,
It was you.

You have hardened completely
By the end of this story,
You have learned to look clear
Through the flash of a bulb,
When you hear your own name
From the back of a crowd,
You just straighten your gaze,
No you don't turn around.
Oh but there was a time
At the end of the day,
We were both stood in line
At the museum display,
And you outshone the light
Under which you were bathed,
You could outshine the sky
With the look that you gave,
Oh so don't be afraid
To look back and wave,
Now that waving is all that you do.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place,
I am waving back at you.

So don't be afraid
To look back and wave,
Now that waving is all that you do.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place,
I am waving back at you.

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"On the Museum Island" as written by Emma Moss


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    General CommentBeautiful song.

    I know that the museum island (and the Brandenburg Gate, and Potsdamer Place etc) are in Berlin. But what's the context of this? Is she referencing something in particular?

    Stuff like "you'd taken your last ever bus" and "waving is all that you do" makes me think of someone who's become rich, perhaps even become royalty.

    Mostly it seems like a song about friends who've gone in different directions. It's gorgeous, anyway.
    laurararaon April 30, 2009   Link
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    General Commenti think it's possibly about the son of a nazi after the end of the war. all the bits about berlin and terrible hate, and your famous dead father. then hearing your name from behind, if your surname was hitler you might not turn round
    tom_omgon May 17, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI think the first verse is referencing her and her friend Jazz Mellor. Jazz's father was Joe Strummer (of The Clash, as well as other bands). He died in 2002, so she probably would've gone to his funeral with her.
    Tatterdemalion44on November 01, 2010   Link

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