A hundred times I've arrived
Followed around again to win
I needed once running up the spaces of mine
Standing in the garden, got my number
From the one who says go on
Leave the son alone
You can care, you can stand the reason to go on
Can't hear anyone tell you what you like
You can rest in finding that your roses will grow older
You can see the reason why your story is not over
Leave the son alone, I'm on my way back home
I've not been, I'm not gonna stay away too long
Followed around again to win
I needed once running up the spaces of mine
From the one who says go on
Leave the son alone
Can't hear anyone tell you what you like
You can rest in finding that your roses will grow older
You can see the reason why your story is not over
I've not been, I'm not gonna stay away too long
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Effortlessly dirge-esque. It's like some somber anthem to life and the pursuit of meaning in an icily meaningless universe, although I hate to mention too many cliches when speaking of such a unique song and album. It's an instant tearjerker for me for some reason. Theresa's low, angelic, humming vocals stir some not-so-subconscious sadness. To me, the last "leave the son alone" lines partially represent some psychic plea to ward away misery, in a profoundly maternal/protective sense and otherwise. There are also painfully apparent themes of abandonment vs affection/intimacy which sort of parallel with the guilt and shame of "beetles," which I believe Wayman wrote about her son Sirius as well. I like to merge "son" with "sun" in my mind when listening, for all that that similarity might symbolize; whether that was a purposeful gesture of Wayman's, I'm not sure, probably not. There's also, to me, a palpable struggle of staying put vs. moving on, and the downsides or negative connotations of both, which doesn't have to exist in a purely familial setting.