So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Easy
Easy
My man and me
We could rest and remain here, easily
We are tested and pained by
What's beyond our bed
We're blessed and sustained by
What is not said
No one knows what is coming
Or who will harvest what we have sown
Or how I've been dulling and dumbing
In the service of the heart alone
Or how I am worn to the bone by the river
And in the river, made of light
I'm your little life-giver
I will give my life
Haven't you seen what I've seen?
Don't you know what you ought to do?
I was born to love
And I intend to love you
Down in the valley where the fields are green
Watch my luck turn, fro and to
Pluck every last daisy clean
Till only I may love you
I am easy
Easy to keep
Honey, you please me
Even in your sleep
But my arms want to carry
My heart wants to hold
Tell me your worries
I wanna be told
Sit and see how the fog from the port in the bay
Lays like snow at the foot of the Roanoke
Hear the frog going courtin'
Till the day he croaks
Saying even then
How there is light in the river
And there's a river made of light
C'mon, you little life-giver
Give your life
Who asked you?
Who asked you if you wanna be
Loved by me?
Who died and made you
In charge of who loves who?
All the livelong day
If I have my way I will love you
But one can't carry the weight
Or change the fate of two
I've been waiting for a break
How long's it gonna take?
Let me love you
How about it?
How about what I have to say?
How about that livelong day?
How am I gonna stay here without you?
Easy
Easy
You must not fear
You must meet me to see me
I am barely here
But like a Bloody Mary
Seen in the mirror
Speak my name
And I appear
Speak my name
And I appear
Speak
And I appear
Easy
My man and me
We could rest and remain here, easily
We are tested and pained by
What's beyond our bed
We're blessed and sustained by
What is not said
No one knows what is coming
Or who will harvest what we have sown
Or how I've been dulling and dumbing
In the service of the heart alone
Or how I am worn to the bone by the river
And in the river, made of light
I'm your little life-giver
I will give my life
Haven't you seen what I've seen?
Don't you know what you ought to do?
I was born to love
And I intend to love you
Down in the valley where the fields are green
Watch my luck turn, fro and to
Pluck every last daisy clean
Till only I may love you
I am easy
Easy to keep
Honey, you please me
Even in your sleep
But my arms want to carry
My heart wants to hold
Tell me your worries
I wanna be told
Sit and see how the fog from the port in the bay
Lays like snow at the foot of the Roanoke
Hear the frog going courtin'
Till the day he croaks
Saying even then
How there is light in the river
And there's a river made of light
C'mon, you little life-giver
Give your life
Who asked you?
Who asked you if you wanna be
Loved by me?
Who died and made you
In charge of who loves who?
All the livelong day
If I have my way I will love you
But one can't carry the weight
Or change the fate of two
I've been waiting for a break
How long's it gonna take?
Let me love you
How about it?
How about what I have to say?
How about that livelong day?
How am I gonna stay here without you?
Easy
Easy
You must not fear
You must meet me to see me
I am barely here
But like a Bloody Mary
Seen in the mirror
Speak my name
And I appear
Speak my name
And I appear
Speak
And I appear
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mindfulexportsofvine: I'm slightly confused -- was the "no offense" directed to me? I can't figure out what I would have to be offended about. It appears we came to very similar conclusions. Maybe it wasn't that clear in my post, but I agree about the "difficult man" thing. I don't think there's too big of a difference between the person I was envisioning, who I described as caring very little, and yours, who simply has trouble in relationships. I didn't necessarily mean that the emotions weren't there, but that the person wasn't interested in (or able to be) investing that much into a relationship.
I really like your thoughts on easy, and how it reminds you of calming a horse. I definitely see that. I was interpreting easy in the vein of "I am easy, easy to keep," but I see that there could be a difference in the two. I suppose I just took the clear-cut usage of easy (where it seems obvious it is used to refer to a "state of being easy") and attributed that meaning to the other usages as well, but I think that was simplification on my part.
Regarding the Bloody Mary legend, I played the "game" a lot as a child, but to get more information, consulted Wikipedia. Bloody Mary isn't always, or at least not explicitly, referencing Queen Mary I, and there are references to pregnancies/children, etc. in that. I assume, considering it's a folktale sort of thing, this varies tremendously. I'm slightly confused about what you're saying regarding the mirror legend, so I don't know exactly how to respond.
Again, I don't think the differences are vast between our interpretations. To me, someone having difficulty opening their heart is rather similar to feeling not being wholly reciprocated. After all, if the narrators heart is open wide, and the other's isn't, regardless of it's purposeful or not, there's a lack of reciprocation. That's the sort of situation I was intending to suggest, I believe.