| The Mountain Goats – Hair Match Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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I always listen to this song and think of Up the Wolves, and JD's stepfather. It's a similar feeling (everyone will see you for what you really are). "I loved you before I even knew what love was like" is the line that makes me feel this most strongly. You can love someone who destroys you, especially if that is all you knew as a kid. |
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| Anaïs Mitchell – Flowers (Eurydice's Song) Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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"And then I turned and walked away / into the shade." Good gods, I love this double entendre. That surface notion of going into the cool, away from the sunlight; that deeper idea of becoming a shade, entering the Greecian afterlife without him... --- "Lily white and poppy red." Oh, I doubt this line is an intentional suicide reference, but that's something I pick up from it. Pale skin, blood spilled. It's as though Eurydice is saying "I did this to myself," which could be a bit of victim blaming (as this version of her myth implies Hades convinced her to run off to His kingdom, not that she was killed by third parties). |
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| The Decemberists – The Hazards of Love 4 (The Drowned) Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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Kchow earlier suggested an idea I find quite fitting: perhaps William failed to catch the Rake in time, and Margaret is already dying. The stones, bones, and holes refer to her wounds from his assult; the "whispered weight" the lightness of her limp body. The last two lines you asked about refer to their child, who either is never born due to miscarriage or Margaret's death, or born during this song (depending on one's reading). |
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| Alesana – The Artist Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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I sent in a lyric correction, which is now going through the tape. The correct lyrics, for the meantime: What is wrong with her eyes? A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold. A gaze that could make hell freeze over... I have to understand she's gone... But she's not! Don't you tell me that she is dead! Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me! ...And something here is not quite right... Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes. But I cannot stand to turn away. When I do, she'll be gone... It's frightening... Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... They'll be here soon. I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. I wish I'd stop looking behind me. Running now will only make it worse... They'll be here soon. I wish I could shake the awful feeling. I wish my mind would stop... Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? I won't... Shaking as I rest her body down. No one knows, only me... It's frightening... Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... They'll be here soon. I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. I wish I'd stop looking behind me. Running now will only make it worse... They'll be here soon. I wish I could shake the awful feeling. I wish my mind would stop... Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? Why should I even try to stop the collapse? Why should I even try? There's a madman glaring straight at me! Oh I know I've seen his face before... I am sure I've seen his face before... Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? I won't... |
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