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Hanging From a Hit Lyrics
What this night wants is what it gets,
strung in silken knots,
lit by cigarettes flaring side by side,
with the streets all wet,
as the only thing that's bright.
And I don't need to cross that bridge.
I find I'm swinging
or sailing over the pit tonight.
I'm hanging from a hit
tonight was wild enough
to order up and toss across my lips.
What's making all my tears is taking
all my fears away. But I don't need to cry,
because now I'm clear.
A moth that's swerving through the sage.
A creature crashing from a cage.
A shadow vaporized by a new sun ray.
A day she spends the night, and I can hear her sighing
as she's almost asleep on one side,
and I lie back on my pillow and ask what her husband is like.
And she says, "I smile polite,
and I tip and tithe,
and I see the sights with a well-trained eye.
But I calmly cry,
because I'm too much mine without him.
And I lie, reclined where the room is quiet,
and it's quiet at night.
The soft silk is fine
and the waves are white,
but the wind has died without him.
And I scream my smiles,
and I want my wires and I need my stripes.
And I read the lines until I lid my eyes,
and I'm losing time without him."
And she says, "I ignite inside
and I flash with fire
and I limp from life
and I'm blazing blind
and I'm surging live
and give up my mind
when with him.
And then every dream inside turns to flames,
fades to grey, and is dying. And the smoke rises
into a white, blank, bare, broke-open sky."
strung in silken knots,
lit by cigarettes flaring side by side,
with the streets all wet,
as the only thing that's bright.
And I don't need to cross that bridge.
I find I'm swinging
or sailing over the pit tonight.
I'm hanging from a hit
tonight was wild enough
to order up and toss across my lips.
What's making all my tears is taking
all my fears away. But I don't need to cry,
because now I'm clear.
A moth that's swerving through the sage.
A creature crashing from a cage.
A shadow vaporized by a new sun ray.
A day she spends the night, and I can hear her sighing
as she's almost asleep on one side,
and I lie back on my pillow and ask what her husband is like.
and I tip and tithe,
and I see the sights with a well-trained eye.
But I calmly cry,
because I'm too much mine without him.
And I lie, reclined where the room is quiet,
and it's quiet at night.
The soft silk is fine
and the waves are white,
but the wind has died without him.
And I scream my smiles,
and I want my wires and I need my stripes.
And I read the lines until I lid my eyes,
and I'm losing time without him."
And she says, "I ignite inside
and I flash with fire
and I limp from life
and I'm blazing blind
and I'm surging live
and give up my mind
when with him.
And then every dream inside turns to flames,
fades to grey, and is dying. And the smoke rises
into a white, blank, bare, broke-open sky."
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It's "but I calmly cry", not softly sigh.
i think this is about a woman he is with. and he asks what her husband is like. I feel like the husband might either be dead, or she has a husband who belittles her and she doesnt really have a life because of him.
In the first stanza he goes to a bar, and just lets what happen happens (What this night wants its what it gets). They go outside to smoke (Lit by cigarettes) and he tries to convince himself that its enough to just kiss her (Tonight was wild enough to order up and toss across my lips). They continue talking and she ends up spending the night with him - they have sex (she spends the night and I can hear her sighing). But when its over and she tries to roll over and go to sleep he asks about her husband - its a desperate move but he wants her to tell him that he treats her horribly and that what he did wasn't really that big of a deal.
The second stanza she tells him that she plays the roll of the perfect housewife very well (I smile polite,and I tip and tithe,and I see the sights with a well-trained eye) but she's faking it because when she isn't with him she gets to be herself (I'm too much mine without him). She tells him that she loves her husband and that he takes care of her - she's (losing time without him) meaning that she isn't doing anything productive alone. Theres conflict between how she feels because she isn't sure if she loves him or loves the lifestyle - she feels like the relationship is destroying the part of her that is truly her.
thank you.
thank you.