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While the Song Remains the Same Lyrics
Hold that thought, don't let me go
we can dance beneath the fireflies on an empty road
it's a shame how a memory fades to grey
we let love get lost in anger chasing yesterday
find me a place where the sun shines through the rain
find me the pleasure in the pain
while the song remains the same
let it go on and on and on
taking you back to the town where i was born
cos i'm tired of being a stranger
and i'm miles from home
we can hide by a lonely window pane
we can walk the streets of my life
while they still remain
find me a place where the sun shines through the rain
find me the pleasure in the pain
while the song remains the same
let it go on and on and on
hold that thought, don't let me go
we can dance beneath the fireflies on an empty road.
we can dance beneath the fireflies on an empty road
it's a shame how a memory fades to grey
we let love get lost in anger chasing yesterday
find me the pleasure in the pain
while the song remains the same
let it go on and on and on
cos i'm tired of being a stranger
and i'm miles from home
we can walk the streets of my life
while they still remain
find me the pleasure in the pain
while the song remains the same
let it go on and on and on
we can dance beneath the fireflies on an empty road.
Song Info
Submitted by
sonnynouman On Feb 16, 2015
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This song is clearly about Manchester, Noel's place of birth. He once stated that he had written this song while on tour and he was so homesick. Best of the album for me.
I think it's clearly at least partly about Manchester, but I also think the first verse is very much about a dying love or maybe the fear of love between two people dying. Particularly 'Hold that thought don't let me go' and 'we let love get lost in anger chasing yesterday'. The latter makes me think of a couple who realise their relationship isn't quite what it was, it's lost some of its magic and they're always chasing that magical feeling they had in the past but get frustrated that it can't be the same as it was back then and they can't feel how they once did.
Of course, the dying love could also be about Manchester, to be fair. I know I love my hometown but every time I go back, I never quite get the amazing feeling I had of being there as a kid. Memories and nostalgia are often better than the real thing.