@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Scattered relics of your love Just lyin' round your dusty room
Bearing old souls, old men, old scars, dissonant wallow of guitars.
Burnin' off Indian sun on the water barges hung.
Through the bay window panes covers maginify and brings.?
Sleepy poet's perfect dream, pastel homes along the sea.
This I would, this I will: leave to join you in the hills.
For you I would, for you I will leave this for the auburn hills,
Find your old peeling house, find you out there
Hear the owl call from the tree, smell the midnight forest breeze
Shield you from this dark and night, wake you in the morning.
You came to me in a dream walkin down the path by the cold, icy stream
The white of the snow, coating the pines, in the Sierra wintertime,
You disappeared, You left me alone. In the old master room of my mountain home. (?)
And I called for you so many times and longed for one more day with you in my life.
And I longed for one more day with you in my life.
I see you there in my dreams, your poise is perfect, that of a statue as queen.
Your beautiful hair, your ocean blue eyes; You bear the depths of your losses inside
And I beg of you so many times, forgive me once and for all for all of my lies, to forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies
Oh mommy, the leaning tree like a diamond
As we pass the long dead grass, thirsty in the sun.
Memories rest beyond the broken fence. Let their spirits be.
The birds have left their mother's nest on the roses' thorns
There they swing over the bleach-white grain, sprawled over the hill.
Bearing old souls, old men, old scars, dissonant wallow of guitars.
Burnin' off Indian sun on the water barges hung.
Through the bay window panes covers maginify and brings.?
Sleepy poet's perfect dream, pastel homes along the sea.
This I would, this I will: leave to join you in the hills.
For you I would, for you I will leave this for the auburn hills,
Find your old peeling house, find you out there
Hear the owl call from the tree, smell the midnight forest breeze
Shield you from this dark and night, wake you in the morning.
You came to me in a dream walkin down the path by the cold, icy stream
The white of the snow, coating the pines, in the Sierra wintertime,
You disappeared, You left me alone. In the old master room of my mountain home. (?)
And I called for you so many times and longed for one more day with you in my life.
And I longed for one more day with you in my life.
I see you there in my dreams, your poise is perfect, that of a statue as queen.
Your beautiful hair, your ocean blue eyes; You bear the depths of your losses inside
And I beg of you so many times, forgive me once and for all for all of my lies, to forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies
Oh mommy, the leaning tree like a diamond
As we pass the long dead grass, thirsty in the sun.
Memories rest beyond the broken fence. Let their spirits be.
The birds have left their mother's nest on the roses' thorns
There they swing over the bleach-white grain, sprawled over the hill.
Lyrics submitted by Joshjoss
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Revised version of the lyrics from sadreminders.com/interaction/viewtopic.php :
Scattered relics of your loves Lying round your dusty bones Bearing old souls, opening old scars Dissonant wallow of guitars Burning off Indian sun On the water barges hum Through the bay window panes Colors magnify and glaze
Sleepy poets, perfect dream Pass our homes along the sea This I would, this I will Leave to join you in the hills
For you I would, for you I will Leave this for the auburn hills Find your old peeling house Find you out there
Hear the outcall from the tree Smell the midnight forest breathe Shield you from the stalking night Wake you in the morning
You came to me, in a dream Waking down the path by the cold icy stream
The white of the snow coating the pines In the sierra wintertime
You disappeared, you left me alone In the old master-room of my mountain home
And I called for you so many times And long for one more day with you in my life I long for one more day with you in my life
I see you there in my dreams Your poise is perfect, that of a statuesque queen
Your beautiful hair, your ocean blue eyes That bear the depths of your losses inside
And I begged of you so many times To forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies To forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies
Oh, Miami The leaning tree Like a dying hand
As we pass The long dead grass Thirsty in the sun
Memories rest Beyond the broken fence Let their spirits be
The birds have left Their mother's nest On the rose's thorns
There they sway Over the bleach white grey Sprawled over the hill
Unfortunately the lyrics gets many things wrong. Here are the correct version, based on the consensus on sadreminders.com
Scattered relics of your loves Lying round your dusty bones Bearing old souls, opening old scars Dissonant wallow of guitars Burning off Indian sun On the water barges hum Through the bay window panes Colors magnify and glaze
Sleepy poet's perfect dream Pass the homes along the sea This I would, this I will Leave to join you in the hills
For you I would, for you I will Leave this for the auburn hills Find your old peeling house Find you out there
Here the outcall from the tree Smell the midnight forest breathe Shield you from the stalking night Wake you in the morning
You came to me, in a dream Waking down the path by the cold icy stream
The white of the snow coating the pines In the sierra wintertime
You disappeared, you left me alone In the old master-room of my mountain home
And I called for you so many times And long for one more day with you in my life I long for one more day with you in my life
I see you there in my dreams Your poise is perfect, that of a statuesque queen
Your beautiful hair, your ocean blue eyes That bear the depths of your losses inside
And I begged of you so many times To forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies To forgive me once and for all, for all of my lies
Oh, Miami
The leaning tree Like a dying hand
As we pass The long dead grass Thirsty in the sun
Memories rest Beyond the broken fence Let their spirits be
The birds have left Their mother's nest On the rose's thorns
There they sway Over the bleach white grey Sprawled over the hill