Laughing With A Mouth of Blood Lyrics
“Well, they’re more like little meta moments; story-within-the-story things. There’s an emotional truth to all of the songs, but I fictionalized the time and place and event. A song like ‘Laughing with a Mouth of Blood’ is the story of a young person going to Los Angeles, living in a motel, sending letters back home that say ‘everything is going well, I’m doing great out here’ but the reality is that they’re just watching televangelists on TV, and finding themselves in more and more desperate situations. I think desperation is a big part of the record. And of the life of any actor. To me, there’s nothing more admirable, but also more bad, this archetype of artistic endeavour, than an actor’s work. That image, to me, is like a metaphor for the whole artistic mindset.” - Annie Clark
part of these lyrics are missing. fuck if i know all of them, but whoever posted these, fix 'em up, please.
i love:
"I can't see the future but I know it's watching me. (I wonder what it sees)."
It's a great and mysterious, thoughtful bit.
I really like this song, it reminds me of Talking Heads, in sound and subject matter, a song like Mind or Don't Worry About The Government.
lyrics tell of a time when she isn't so happy with herself or with others (ex. old friends) but she knows it will be better (since the future itself exists to watch her)
this is my favorite cut from actor. it sounds so lush and pretty.
The first few measures of this song are straight up Dan Fogelberg
i think it's about going through this phase where you trying to come to terms with everything that changed, you are trying hard to remember your older, more sensible self. but you're also embracing the current self and being a little cynical yet humorous about it (laughing with a mouth of blood). it all happened so fast that you can no longer see your future. for now you just want to get by by living in a motel, sitting at the bottom of a pool with no water in it. but you're not depressed. you're just recovering. that's why you are telling your sister that you miss her, and giving a piece of advice to your brother that everything gets easier after a while, the pain recedes. the only bitter part is the realization that your friends aren't really all that friendly when you're kind of down. they probably keep away. so you're left there, wounded but cynically laughing with a mouth of blood, taking it as a part of life.