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Courage, Robert Lyrics
He saw a lonely girl.
She saw a lonely world.
It was a canvas.
Slyly careless.
A florestan lieder.
His was a dying breed.
Courage came only from symphonies.
A decorative smile to fade out.
His concerto in "A."
Come on.
A second chance at love.
The moments dead.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
Made love to a baby grand.
A tempest refined inside his hands.
He had one girl.
And one song.
Bona fide win and roulade.
But he had to give it up.
His heart was raw.
But his fingers were numb.
His first words.
Were his last verse.
An aesthete since first sun.
Come on.
A second chance at love.
The moments slept.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
It burned.
The first attempt or two.
But I remembered you.
I need that moment back.
Please don't, don't, don't.
A tremor for death.
Ivories that sliced sedatives in half.
Relief in Rhine.
Washed away regrets.
And let him char before he caressed the ground.
Dear artist you will rise again.
A last arrabesque in faint fashion.
Come on.
A second chance at love.
The moments dead.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
It burned.
The first attempt or two.
But I remembered you.
I need that moment back.
Please don't, don't forget.
He woke.
A final view of blue.
Dear cordias.
Wet rouge.
Relieve romance to graves.
Please, please don't forget.
She saw a lonely world.
It was a canvas.
Slyly careless.
A florestan lieder.
His was a dying breed.
Courage came only from symphonies.
A decorative smile to fade out.
His concerto in "A."
A second chance at love.
The moments dead.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
A tempest refined inside his hands.
He had one girl.
And one song.
Bona fide win and roulade.
But he had to give it up.
His heart was raw.
But his fingers were numb.
His first words.
Were his last verse.
An aesthete since first sun.
A second chance at love.
The moments slept.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
It burned.
The first attempt or two.
But I remembered you.
I need that moment back.
Please don't, don't, don't.
Ivories that sliced sedatives in half.
Relief in Rhine.
Washed away regrets.
And let him char before he caressed the ground.
Dear artist you will rise again.
A last arrabesque in faint fashion.
A second chance at love.
The moments dead.
Make you feel like it's never staying.
It burned.
The first attempt or two.
But I remembered you.
I need that moment back.
Please don't, don't forget.
A final view of blue.
Dear cordias.
Wet rouge.
Relieve romance to graves.
Please, please don't forget.
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I'm not entirely sure what this song means, but I think it's about falling in love.. Two different people though, and the part that says "It burned the first attempt or two" maybe thats about the first time they shared their love (aka sex)
in a video of one of meg & dia's concert, before performing this song they said something about them writing it after their favorite piano player...? and the line 'Made love to a baby grand' is it something about him playing piano and making a new lovely song since they wrote his courage only comes from symphonies, so clearly he's some insanely-talented pianist, but thats all there is in his world. or does the line mean making love to the girl? AH! meg & dia lyrics are so deep haha. you can't really tell what they're about but they're written so beautifully...
I'm pretty sure this song is about robert schumann.
Gorgeous song. I think it's about the marriage between Robert and Clara Schumann. They met when they were young and he studied music with her father... their whirlwind romance was disrupted in their later life by his mental instability and early death. I hear this song about his struggle between his music, mind, and love, and how musical genius can have destructive effects on his personal life. Even though he has the courage to compose symphonies, he is unable to confront his love for his wife, and can only express himself through images and sounds, which aren't enough.