| Damien Rice – Dogs Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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just an afterthought: could you listen to the part that ends: "and leaves me standing" ... ?? this part... it is full of joy!! It is not sad! It is the maximum of happiness, she leaves me standing in the morning sun, in the delightful gladness of Existence, of pure experience, a joy so big, that there is no need for an isolated "me" - what existed as "me" has dissolved in beauty, it is not there any more, just the morning sun, and the Ecstasy of living it fully!! (sorry for the weirdness! :) |
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| Damien Rice – Dogs Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I really don't understand the lyrics, perhaps it is about "dogs", an impossible love, etc, I don't know, but I know what I like in the music: I like the "Sun" part, the good "good morning sun", the music has a joy that is difficult to describe, there is a part where it says: "i become a child man she moves my world" where one finds a sort of climax, this music, to me of course, speaks about the simple joy of being without a "me", like a child, like two dogs running in the good good morning sun! Perhaps this is just weird but I see it like: there's the things we do, where we live, perhaps we pick up what nature gives (picking oranges) or perhaps we clean up after the mess (picking the litter from our brothers and sisters around the world), these are the things that we do, they might be very diverse... But then there's this other part of us, here depicted in this "always white yoga girl", which is the part that enjoy the morning son, in such a way that we are able to see it as a good sun, while it is saying good morning to us. This is the joyous part of us, the part that is beyond thinking, planning, distinguishing, that just "is" at one with the world. Perhaps I feel this because one of the times I've done yoga (with a girl-teacher by the way), I've felt this orange sun full of joy and gladness; and this yoga teacher helped us to connect to this inner joy, a joy where there is no me, just the experience of feeling and being... This song gives me joy because of that, it reminds of the joyful, full of glad, Sun. But perhaps Damien intended something else entirely. |
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| Regina Spektor – Buildings Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Wow, almost everything has been said (including lacrimosa's description of the tall buildings, but almost all comments have amazing insight and speak for themselves). I'm just going to add what's different in my impression: I think it is difficult to understand this song as a direct description of a husband-wife relation. People are together for many reasons but it is mainly because they want to (it gives them pleasure or because they think they should), or getting out makes them afraid (of being alone, loosing social or economic status, etc). When one of us is alcoholic or getting into trouble the relation gets a complex change that is not reflected in this song (for instance good memories mix with present deception, a will to fly away mixes with wanting to cuddle, etc). So it seems to me that this is the view of a son or a daughter, that is anxious to get out and live is life, he looks at his parents lives and sees them as getting stuck in the sift of time. He sees them as always repeating the same mistakes, going over and over again the same states of mind, giving time to each other, but just repeating the same things all over again. The son (or daughter), looking at their parents miserable (to him) life realizes: time cannot be given. You cannot ask for time. No one can. You are waiting for your life to happen, but time is going on anyway and you are the one not being sifted in the sift of time. You are stopped, in the inner walls of your house and life, you can't move on, and everything else is around you, happening, evolving, etc. So, the child realizes, time is not given, time is not taken, it is just passing along, sifting from the ones who want to change with it, who go along, and those who got caught in the past. This child then breaks away from what he/she sees as their parents circular (or even vicious) relation, and gets out. The final words, disconnected, is like the child getting away, understanding his parent's life, and, because he understands it so well, at the very core, he can let it go. He has lived it, he has been through it, done that, so he can move on. Of course, he really does not understand what is going on. Spouse relations may seem very dull and dry from the outside but, most of the time, they are full of light and freedom and adventure in the inside. Another thing I would like to add is that there is a slight ambiguity in the song. It is clear that the explicit meaning is of an alcoholic wife, but there are also some hidden suggestions or hints at a sexually abusing husband: "in the car he would lean her head gently against the side door window" may be a subtle reference to sex in the back seat, and the following line "And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope" Seems so close to "hold her hair back and forth" I'm not saying the Regina though about this, but, you know, it's really easy to imagine this, and when you do the lyrics is complemented: you understand *why* the wife get's drunk all the time. She is not loved, she is simply used. The husband saying "Oh, oh it's okay" would now also have a double interpretation: he seems to tolerate her, or even to apparently support her in her role, but not really to *be" with her, to love her to her most inner core, to see her as the most beautiful thing ever (and without this "love" is just an empty shell). This actually opens an interesting perspective on the song's meaning. What does "love" means? What is the difference between making love and using the person for sexual gratification? I think what "true" love provides is what Kant said: we should treat others as ends in themselves. That means, not as a means to an end, but as an end in himself or herself. When we put the other above everything else and treat him/her as an end in himself/herself we are loving them. In this perspective we are all turned into instruments (not loved) when we put success, economical development, technology, gadgets, etc, above what we want and who we are. Instead of being an end, we become just a means to get something (money, glory, friends, food, etc). We disrespect our inner being to get something outside of us. So the "they build building so tall these days" could also refer to the mesmerizing beauty of today's technology and scientific achievements. Some of us are so mesmerized by this beauty, that we follow, hypnotized as if we had no free will, the trends and fashions and best paying jobs. We become slaves to the system. And, because we become instruments to get the best place in it, we start begging for time, asking for time, time to be ourselves... In this sense this song would apply to all of us. We are all asking for time, giving ourselves more time: perhaps tomorrow I'll do what I like, perhaps tomorrow I'll follow my dreams, perhaps tomorrow I'll break free from all this non-sense that interests me no more... perhaps... more time, more time... But time is not given, time is not taken, Time just sifts through its sift And either you're with it, flowing with it, or you sit in its sift. In a breaking moment. |
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| Regina Spektor – Belt Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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"His self-regard will grow by identification instead of compassion." I meant: His self-regard will grow by identification instead of comparison. |
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| Regina Spektor – Belt Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Upside down: sometimes we're happy someone is suffering, in the distance that separate us from her we appear in a better light. Poorer countries, dictatorial regimes, poor people on the street, prisoners in jails, mandmen in madhouses, all the lost and injured, the ones who got lost from civilization, all these people help us feel more comfortable, happier, in our lifestyle. In a world where everyone would be better off than we are, we would feel miserable, the worst of the world. But a King in the XVII century might not have plumbing, computers, vaccines, running water, tv... but a King is always a King because everyone else is worse. Upside down, yes, I'm the king and you're the creepy who comes back for more. I'll be bigger by comparison, bigger the smaller you are. Look how gigantic. "too bad he never checks the double upside down" That's called compassion, a freak who wants to be big, but has compassion will want to be big by helping others instead of stepping on them. His self-regard will grow by identification instead of compassion. "I say yo girl, can't you watch where you are?" Wow! can't you watch where you are? Where's the switch for the light? You know? I feel a bit like this girl, I don't really know where I am, I mean, I know it's inside a galaxy, somewhere, but where's the galaxy any way, where are time and space tuck away? In some God's imagination? I don't really know, but I can't say I don't care. Freaky? Perhaps it is better not even to think about, perhaps darkness is better, switching off the light, and it will then seem so simple, so "out of mystery", no questions asked... just those lips, smacking against mine, once again and again... until they turn blue, until I really can't see anything really... and all is so simple, simple, simple, simple... I can't see shit really... |
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| Jack Johnson – Wasting Time Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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What I like most about this music is how it emphasizes the process even if the result would come to nothing: in the extreme even if someone tells me "Love's just a waste of our energy, And this life is just a waste of our time" I can still go ahead and have a lot of pleasure by "wasting" it all tonight. Even if it goes nowhere, if it pays nothing, no marriage, no kids, no afterlife, no heaven, no hell, no nothing, it is still worth it, just by the fun of it. The sheer fun of it. In this, we'll never be disappointed, because we had no expectations at all. |
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| Regina Spektor – Prisoners Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Replying to Hippias Rex I'd say they will remember the SKY, that which is without frontiers, and from where, little earth, with all its small divisions and contradictions, seems a unified and infinitely complex whole. I liked to read the comments almost as much as listening to the music, thanks!! I'd only add that what I see in the andersen reference is "people" getting born. With all the feelings of guilt, good and bad, like RachelSkywalker said; these are the feelings that give us our ego. Without ego where would our parents be? We would be pure joy, pure journey, pure freedom, pure Love, no parents, no beginning, no end. But cussing, that is what we do, each time we hold down to arms (emotional dependence) or money (material dependence) - oh! we do swallow: sex, missing hearts, sickness of the needy, and all of that rotten love and more is what makes us prisoners, of our own device Seeing / seeking the sky from a distance... Like in Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd... ^_^ |
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| Robbie Williams – Sin Sin Sin Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I think the most meaningful line of this song is "I'll disappear". When your ego disappears only the eye remains, there is no sin and no sinner. But, to the outside world, there is still hate and envy and a desire to possess. So, "You love my hate", more precisely, "how it feels inside". Because you can feel that I, which have disappeared, am not "in love with you", not dependent, not "amore". By the contrary, there is just love, which applies to every one, and every thing, and even nothing. So, to you, my love is indeed hatred, not of your true eye, but nevertheless perceived as a threat to your deepest ego. By showing a way of existence which is beyond any kind of identification or dependence, he shatters all the need for an ego, he is a threat to the ego. That is why the "You love my hate" sentence appears. imho of course!! ^_^ |
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| Regina Spektor – Carbon Monoxide Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I don't know what Regina meant here, but for me, this is a song about the beauty of returning to the Father, to the dead land from where we've come from... It's beautiful to live, especially when we get our socks/songs ok. But it must even more beautiful to die and get back again to the angels that made us company in the beyond. So, come on Daddy, it's also "come on dead-a". It's the same, for death is life in a new world. We're still cool, oh, so very cool, when we're "Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a," When we're with our true Dad! But Dad also comes throughout life! (this is a personal interpretation) |
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| Regina Spektor – Back of a Truck Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I'd like to thank "love is free" for her comments on this song, I didn't know what pumpkin and alien pod meant. In any case, for me, the first part of the music is about sex between a girl and her friend. her dowg. The "monument" is obvious, and the "monumental arms" are the arms that are set to receive the "monument". "She had eaten her dog and she was back for more" is now relatively clear in meaning. In fact the all music is now very clear. "Her front porch gave way beneath her classified weight" Means probably she got pregnant. geraniums are probably the parents, and the "no violence" had probably to do with a conversation with them. Back of the car, roadmaps and back of a head have all sexual references. So... She didn't want to have it orally, that's how she got pregnant. funny, how it looses it's fun when expained in this way! It is clear, it's New York, when a girl says "some more, some more, yes please, some moooore..." |
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