How would you describe the feeling of being in love? For Ed Sheeran, the word is “Magical.” in HIS three-minute album opener, he makes an attempt to capture the beauty and delicacy of true love with words. He describes the magic of it all over a bright Pop song produced by Aaron Dessner.
The bricks get laid,
And they get torn up,
And laid again,
But the bricks always get torn up again.
Your friends won't wait,
So don't believe that shit,
When they say they'll wait.
Trust me; your friends will not wait for you.
Then you'll be stoned in some park,
Just nodding your head and pinching your arms,
When a girl walks along.
She's humming your song,
With your t-shirt on.
That's when you're done,
Oh, that's when you're done.
There's a cotton crush
Down in the southern states.
But back up here, man, we've got
So much thread and space
To waste, waste, waste.
There's a microphone
Picking every word up
And it shuts itself off
When it's sure that's its heard enough.
The quiet can scrape
All the calm from your bones,
But maybe it should.
Maybe we need to be hollowed
To get up and grow,
And stop fucking around,
To kick off our braces and start straightening out.
Let's sift through the static
To find a simpler sound
Let's sift through the static
To find a simpler sound.
Simpler sound than the shit that's clouding our heads now.
And they get torn up,
And laid again,
But the bricks always get torn up again.
Your friends won't wait,
So don't believe that shit,
When they say they'll wait.
Trust me; your friends will not wait for you.
Then you'll be stoned in some park,
Just nodding your head and pinching your arms,
When a girl walks along.
She's humming your song,
With your t-shirt on.
That's when you're done,
Oh, that's when you're done.
There's a cotton crush
Down in the southern states.
But back up here, man, we've got
So much thread and space
To waste, waste, waste.
There's a microphone
Picking every word up
And it shuts itself off
When it's sure that's its heard enough.
The quiet can scrape
All the calm from your bones,
But maybe it should.
Maybe we need to be hollowed
To get up and grow,
And stop fucking around,
To kick off our braces and start straightening out.
Let's sift through the static
To find a simpler sound
Let's sift through the static
To find a simpler sound.
Simpler sound than the shit that's clouding our heads now.
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i think what kevin devine signifies about him being stoned somewhere and the girl walking by with his shirt and singing his song, thats supposed to show that she doesnt even recognize him as she walks by. though shes obvioulsy a fanatic of his music for randomly humming his song and stuff like that, the fact that she doesnt recognize him and that hes in such a sorry state basically says "youve dwindled down to nothing, and you arent as good as the songs you used to write anymore." thats why the next line says "thats when you're done."