| Finch – Miro Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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With the ending, I thought he was talking about the nature of our existence. with "you can't take it with you", maybe he was talking about our conscious experiences/memories after death. "frame by frame we begin to change", sounds like a pretty cool and accurate way of phrasing how our brains and thus our lives continually change over time. It reflects how we are evolving organisms. each moment is always a unique brain state. "skeletons and robot brains" describes us. We are skeletons with robotic, mechanistic brains. He just didn't add in the musculature/tissue/blood bit. That would be too much for the song. skeletons and robot brains is a good choice, to me. The highlights of our "physical" forms. The last lines to me sound like he could be talking about a cyclical universe theory of our universe. each cycle of the universe informs the next cycle of correct settings for the physical laws so that the universe can play itself out all upon a stage, which could be space, over and over and over again. The cycle is infinite.. I could be biased as this reflects how I've been thinking lately. The interpretation seems valid to me, though. I love this song to death. Especially with this new deeper meaning, even if it is only self-fabricated depth. Oh, the chorus does sound like taking drugs and enjoying the high. Although, I still like the immediate imagery of a meteorite ablazed upon reentry crashing into the shore. It makes me think of 'Contact' where they go to the beach through the wormhole, I guess just because of the beach similarity. The intro sounds like a reference to depression from self hate and self consciousness. whoa.."slumber has erased me". That sounds as if he is referring to the memory loss that occurs with bad, genuine depression. A natural defense mechanism of the brain is to erase the memories of the past that are making you depressed. This can allow you to function normally again. Kind of like starting over again...but not really. This occurs mostly during sleep, too, during the memory consolidation/integration/scrambling-deletion process that we can experience as dreaming. |
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