| Death Cab for Cutie – Lightness Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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To me, as someone with SPD.. This is an interesting view into how I know partners I've had in the past have felt about me, so it's even more heartbreaking for that fact. More info on SPD: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schizoid_personality_disorder (tl;dr = there is a fundamental disconnect between the person I am to others, and the person I am to myself. Things don't really happen to me, they happen to my body, my shell, what have you). To me, the song is absolutely about romantic lust, but for someone who he just can't quite get to in a way that's satisfying to him. He's intently interested in this person that's horribly disconnected, and while he wants to connect, he's finding a 'dam'... a breakwater that he can't seem to get past. That's just what the song means to me. It's sad and lovely, and easily one of my favorites... Did I mention that nearly all audiophiles like myself are SPD? :) |
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| The Decemberists – Cocoon Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| I don't know if this is the correct interpretation or not, but it's certainly the one I'm going to be thinking of every time I hear the song from now on.... it makes a devastating amount of sense. | |
| The Decemberists – All Arise Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| Oh wow, I had never even considered that this song might be about masturbation. Welp, it's about time Collin got around to this, I think! He's pretty much sang pretty circles around every other taboo! | |
| The Decemberists – January Hymn Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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On a winter's Sunday I go To clear away the snow And green the ground below April all an ocean away (makes sense since a lot of this album deals with months/seasons) Is this a better way to spend the day? Keeping the winter at bay What were the words I meant to say Before you left When I could see your breath lead Where you were going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Sing Oh, January, Oh How I lived a childhood in snow And all my teens in tow Stuffed in strata of clothes Hail the winter days after dark Wandering the gray memorial park (wandering, not wondering) A Fleeting beating of hearts What were the words I meant to say Before She left When I could see her breath lead Where she were going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Seeing, oh, Janu-- Oh, January, Oh |
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| The Decemberists – January Hymn Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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On a winter's Sunday I go To clear away the snow And green the ground below April all an ocean away Is this a better way to spend the day? Keeping the winter at bay What were the words I meant to say Before you left When I could see your breath lead Where you were going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Sing Oh, January, Oh How I lived a childhood in the snow And all my teens in tow Stuffed and strata of clothes Hail the winter days after dark Wondering the gray memorial park A Fleeting beating of hearts What were the words I meant to say Before She left When I could see her breath lead Where she were going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Seeing, oh, Janu-- Oh, January, Oh (there were enough parts that needed correction, I just thought it'd be easier to go line by line. Sorry for the flood of things. This song makes me cry every time I listen to it - which is often - due to my sister, whom I was very close to, being killed in a car crash, in January, at the age of 19. Love forever to my amazing sister Sun Yi, wherever she was to make sure this song got to me.) |
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| Regina Spektor – Samson Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| To me, this always just felt like a song of simple love and trust (would YOU let someone you didn't implicitly trust take a pair of scissors to your head?) I think the part about the columns is specifically important, because it shows a contrast between things that have lasted forever, and will outlast everything we have now, including our loves. No matter how ordinary or simple that love is, or what anyone else will think of it (hence not being mentioned), it is what it is, when it is, while it is. | |
| Rufus Wainwright – Go or Go Ahead Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| This is a really personal song for me. When there came a time when my best friend/former lover/best friend/former lover/etc. ad nausaeum really just stabbed me in the back and twisted the knife. And he begged and begged for another chance, and I gave it to him.... and he did it again. "Go, or go ahead and surprise me..." ... That couldn't have been any closer to my thoughts on the subject. | |
| Regina Spektor – Laughing With Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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This song makes me cry every time I hear it (which is pretty awkward when I'm riding the bus to the library). My grandmother was taken by cancer this year, and my dearest Aunt is dying of brain cancer, red as I type. The song's... very true No one laughs at God in a hospital... No one's laughing at God when they say their goodbyes. |
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