This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
In the silence of the garden
Moths arising on the wind
And the Beast is pondering love, love, love
Till the rusty nails grow dim
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the ribbons and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
So I lingered with the people
In the silent August glade
But the rain has brought the night
And the night has brought the rain
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the ribbons and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
Moths arising on the wind
And the Beast is pondering love, love, love
Till the rusty nails grow dim
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the ribbons and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
So I lingered with the people
In the silent August glade
But the rain has brought the night
And the night has brought the rain
I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the ribbons and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
Lyrics submitted by owennnnnnnnnn
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definitely one of the most heart-rendering songs i've ever heard. alasdair's vocals suit this song perfectly. i can vividly picture a nostalgic winter night with the love of your life (although she doesn't know it) that goes awry. the protagonist views himself as a "beast" (one that is constantly pondering love, love, love) which builds up an interesting parallel to the beauty & the beast like tale that we all fondly remember - except in this one, the two were never meant to be. it's about wanting someone with the very depth of your soul, although they could never possibly love you in the same way. it could also be about loving someone who changes so radically, and so quickly, while being involved with things and events so beyond your control that that you can never get them back. amazing song - transports me to a completely different time.
I was pretty sure this song was about someone who had died. It would be a ghost speaking. The use of the tremolo gives the song an eerie, almost macabre, tone. "In the silence of the garden" could refer to a graveyard. The "beast" often refers to death. "Till the rusty nails grow dim" could refer to a coffin and decay. "I can't seem to make you mine." He can't because he's dead. "But the crowd pulled you away" could refer to a crowd leaving a funeral but the loved one wants to linger and also the way friends try to influence people to move on with their lives after a loved one has died. "And the ivy coiled around my hand" could refer to ivy that often grows over graves and the roots working their way into a coffin and around a skeleton. The image of rain relates to sadness and tears. It's definitely a very sad song. It's also very beautiful sounding to me.
@joossens I love this interpretation. The moths rising from his moth eaten burial clothes at he wanders. He’s been dead a while, sees her and doesn’t understand why he can’t reach her. Why he can’t seem to make her his. The title was always curious. He doesn’t understand because when he sees her, he feels alive. The crowd pulling you away could also just mean the living if he as wandered away from the land of the dead into the living. And the ivy growing over his headstone, that craws deep into the ground...curling around his hand tugs on his wandering spirit. It’s teying to bring him back to the land of the dead. He’s trying so hard to talk to her, touch her, let her know that he loves her...the rain has brought the night and he must leave her.
I think joosens has something there. I was picturing a statue being in love with a woman, but the ghost is better. And "rusty nail" is also the name of a flower. "Grow dim" could refer to flowers fading after a funeral.
how has nobody commented on this. anyways this song is so good
This song is pretty self-explanitory, I guess... about a struggle for someone, but it never quite works out and life always pulls the other person away. I love the line "but the night has brought the rain, and the rain has brought the night." This is such a lovely song.
again this song is so beautiful and poetic. heard it at the begining of the lake house movie. i think its about a one night stand for soem reason.
It's a gargoyle, something beastly at least. But, "I can't seem to make you mine" -- why pick those words, as what the beast would think? How would a gargoyle consider love, and how would that gargoyle bring about someone's love? They would have to transform them into stone, or at least something unmoving, permanent. "I can't make you" = you are what you are, and cannot be transformed into what I am. At this point, go one level deeper and the gargoyle isn't a statue at all. It's a person, a human being, who is rooted not in a permanent garden, but in their personality, or in their place, or in their condition. And they long for someone else who can't be transformed. The analogy remains. That's poetry.