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Parallel Lines Lyrics
There's no sound, no one around
Half the sun's gone underground
All the dead still hold their heads
But their old weeping won't resound
As we drag our western talks
Down thousand year old blocks
Vesuvius looks ashamed
That he ever lost his mind
And that people now spend time excavating his rage
Kiss my mouth, leave me no doubts
With antiquated gestures now
There's no sound, no one around
That lurid moon in peeking out
And your steps they seem to rhyme
So perfectly with mine
As we pass through ancient gates
And I'm whistling at stray dogs
And you're laughing on my arm
Just waiting for the train
Out by parallel lines I try to make sense
Of that strange pulsing there in my wrist
But you don't bother to guess
You're not confused to be blessed
You're just smiling so thankful to exist
Half the sun's gone underground
All the dead still hold their heads
But their old weeping won't resound
As we drag our western talks
Down thousand year old blocks
Vesuvius looks ashamed
That he ever lost his mind
And that people now spend time excavating his rage
Kiss my mouth, leave me no doubts
With antiquated gestures now
There's no sound, no one around
That lurid moon in peeking out
And your steps they seem to rhyme
So perfectly with mine
As we pass through ancient gates
And I'm whistling at stray dogs
And you're laughing on my arm
Just waiting for the train
Out by parallel lines I try to make sense
Of that strange pulsing there in my wrist
But you don't bother to guess
You're not confused to be blessed
You're just smiling so thankful to exist
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When I hear this song I picture a guy with his girl, walking down the street in the evening, not even talking, just them alone. And I think the parts about the dead and Vesuvius are about people that don't have what he has right then. or people that did have it but messed up...? And this guy likes knowing that he has something nobody else has. - He has no doubts that she's it because their "steps seem to rhyme so perfectly" which I think means that they are perfect for each other...? They never run out of things to talk about...
And then it could mean that he doesn't have her love yet - "just waiting for the train." She likes him, he loves her...
This song is beautiful...
I'm gonna have to say that he's describing a night alone somewhere in Italy with his girlfriend. Hence the "as we drag our western talks, down thousand year old blocks, vesuvius looks ashamed..." What he has with this girl is something special, he knows how perfect they are for each other. He loves her but doesn't fully comprehend the feeling "out by parallel lines (train station) i try to make sense, of this strange pulsing in my wrist (heart)." from the last few lines it seems that he is talking about the girl and how he knows she doesn't question her feelings or to figure out what exactly they mean. she's just blessed cause she knows what she has and is happy to just be there in the moment.
its an amazing song.
I'm gonna have to say that he's describing a night alone somewhere in Italy with his girlfriend. Hence the "as we drag our western talks, down thousand year old blocks, vesuvius looks ashamed..." What he has with this girl is something special, he knows how perfect they are for each other. He loves her but doesn't fully comprehend the feeling "out by parallel lines (train station) i try to make sense, of this strange pulsing in my wrist (heart)." from the last few lines it seems that he is talking about the girl and how he knows she doesn't question her feelings or to figure out what exactly they mean. she's just blessed cause she knows what she has and is happy to just be there in the moment.
its an amazing song.
This song is very easy to understand and incredibly beautiful. In 79 AD Mt Vesuvius erupted decimating the nearby village of Pompeii. The dead are petrified and preserved (All the dead still hold their heads But their old weeping won't resound) Some were petrified holding their faces, shielding their children, with looks of horror on their faces, even running away. And they remain like that until this day.
(Vesuvius looks ashamed That he ever lost his mind And that people now spend time excavating his rage) And here come tourists gawking at the destruction. But it's a beautiful breathtaking stroll through history.
He's never been so happy before and it's a strange feeling (Out by parallel lines I try to make sense Of that strange pulsing there in my wrist) But he loves that she doesn't have to question the happiness, she just enjoys it.
sigh I don't see why more people don't know about DaTh, excellent writing!