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My Invitation Lyrics

You are what they call the human season
You are all the alphabet in one
You are every colour of confusion
You are all the silence I've become

Love me for stupid reasons
I like those most
Wide-eyed but worth believing
God knows

Damn the angry voice that keeps up quiet
The editor whose work is never done
Keeping pretty words between my teeth and
Sweet confessions underneath my tongue

Drowsy contemplation
Do I let you in?
Well this is my invitation
but how do I begin?

She has such an awful lot of soldiers
Quite a lovely army all her own
Night and day they stand before the fortress
Very safe but very all alone
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Submitted by
aur0ra On Dec 04, 2001
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no one has commented on this song? -blinks- oh my. well, in my opinion, its the most beautiful song on the album. one of the most beautiful songs period.

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It is a very beautiful song, it reminds me of the fear associated with every new relationship. Sarah has a way of giving us a song for every heartache, and every happiness we have.

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This has got to be the most romantic song i've ever heard. I absolutely love it. It addresses the different aspects of being in love, loving someone so wholly ("You are all the silence I've become"). It shows the reservations people have of expressing this emotion, of letting it affect you ("Do I let you in?"), and risk getting one's heart broken.

I think the end stanza is sad, because it implies that she chooses not to do anything. She doesn't know how to begin letting herself become vulnerable, and in the end just contents herself in having a "lovely all her own."

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"she has such an awful lot of armies, quite a lovely army all her own, night & day they stand before her fortress, very safe, but very all alone" she shuts out people, it keeps her safe from heartache but she's lonely. pain is how you know you're alive, and you can't feel wonder with nothing to contrast it with. also love: "damn the angry voice that keeps us quiet, the editor whose work is never done, keeping pretty words between my teeth and sweet confessions underneath my tongue"

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This song is so amazing.

The last verse reminds me of "The Queen & The Soldier" by Suzanne Vega:

"Out in the distance, her order was heard, And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word. And while the queen went on strangling in the solitude she preferred, The battle continued on."

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