Love More (Sharon Van Etten cover)

In my eyes, its about all consuming, innocent love. That first time... you never love more than you do when you don't know how to love less. :(

Chained, to the wall of our room Yeah ya chained me like a dog in our room I thought that's what it was, I thought that we were fine, Then, the day was night You were high, you were high When i was, doomed And dying for; With no light, with no light

Tied to my bed Ooooh, i was younger then I had nothing to spend But time On You Made me love, it made me love, It made me, Love more

Do what you said, The words she said left out, Over unto the sky, Where I'll soon to fly And she took her time.... To believe in, to believe in What, what she said She made me love, she made me love, She made me Love more She made me love, She made me love, She made me Love more She made me love, She made me love, She made me Love More

this song is the aftermath (life?) many of us share. Your first love, the one which so beautifully bores into your soul leaving you with your head forever glancing over your shoulder. 'Chained to the wall of our room'- you are forever in the world you once shared with them, unable to leave 'You were high when I was doomed'- because there is always the light person and the dark in the relationship in the sense that while one of you watches them shine with disbelief and awe, the other will slowly fade away from view, leaving the other in darkness once again 'I was younger then, I had nothing to spend my time on but you'- the consuming feeling of young love in a world where nothing else matters while you see the world through rose coloured lenses for a little while 'you made me love more' - after the initial first love, you search high and low for the same feeling, clinging on to any piece of a reminder of them you see in others, and falling for people as easy as anything in a sort of desperate search

a bittersweet echo which i will never forget.