This song is about unreality of modern love, and the unrealisic ideals we all have about it. ("Average, romanticized, American relationship") Also, it touches on the fact that contentment breeds stagnation. The more content you are, the less you want to change yer situation, and if you don't change, you don't grow as a person.
Boy meets girl, boy gets addicted to the feeling of being in love with her, and realizes that without her, he has no ability to create this wonderful feeling. Moreover, he hates it that she does things without him, cuz if she leaves him for someone else, the feeling of love that he's addicted to will go away, and that's more than he can bear to think about when she's not around.
That's what the long lost art of dying is. In this sort of relationship both people are slaves to the feeling that they can't get enough of. To the point that both of them are trapped in a relationship that is utterly stagnant. So, in effect they're both just 'getting busy dying'. They can't bear the feeling of being alone again, but the life they have with each other is an illusion, only existing because neither of them can muster the strength to break the addiction. Over time, they begin to secretly resent each other, and the power they have over each other's emotions. But they both think that they're powerless against their addiction to each other. (Actually, I think the girl's side is slightly less to do with the euphoria of love, and more to do with her delusion that he'll 'heal' her, and be her knight in shining armor. The perfect man. The one that doesn't exist, but the one we all tell all our little girls will come someday to protect them and keep them safe from hurt, forever.)
It's a song telling us to look critically at our relationships and try to decide if you're really in it because you both help and support each other, or if, like the couple in the song, you're just there because you're afraid of losing that euphoria that only the other person can give you, that sense of security and inertia. When all your doing is hanging on, in spite of the fact that neither of you are happy, then you're not living, merely clinging to the feeling, and waiting to die. Much like any pair of junkies.
(Also, I think the lyric 'Hurt became clearer...', is actually 'Her became plural when girl met boy.' Meaning she effectively stopped exsisting outside of the two of them, once they were together. Of course, I could be wrong, I don't have a lyric sheet.)
This song is about unreality of modern love, and the unrealisic ideals we all have about it. ("Average, romanticized, American relationship") Also, it touches on the fact that contentment breeds stagnation. The more content you are, the less you want to change yer situation, and if you don't change, you don't grow as a person.
Boy meets girl, boy gets addicted to the feeling of being in love with her, and realizes that without her, he has no ability to create this wonderful feeling. Moreover, he hates it that she does things without him, cuz if she leaves him for someone else, the feeling of love that he's addicted to will go away, and that's more than he can bear to think about when she's not around. That's what the long lost art of dying is. In this sort of relationship both people are slaves to the feeling that they can't get enough of. To the point that both of them are trapped in a relationship that is utterly stagnant. So, in effect they're both just 'getting busy dying'. They can't bear the feeling of being alone again, but the life they have with each other is an illusion, only existing because neither of them can muster the strength to break the addiction. Over time, they begin to secretly resent each other, and the power they have over each other's emotions. But they both think that they're powerless against their addiction to each other. (Actually, I think the girl's side is slightly less to do with the euphoria of love, and more to do with her delusion that he'll 'heal' her, and be her knight in shining armor. The perfect man. The one that doesn't exist, but the one we all tell all our little girls will come someday to protect them and keep them safe from hurt, forever.)
It's a song telling us to look critically at our relationships and try to decide if you're really in it because you both help and support each other, or if, like the couple in the song, you're just there because you're afraid of losing that euphoria that only the other person can give you, that sense of security and inertia. When all your doing is hanging on, in spite of the fact that neither of you are happy, then you're not living, merely clinging to the feeling, and waiting to die. Much like any pair of junkies.
(Also, I think the lyric 'Hurt became clearer...', is actually 'Her became plural when girl met boy.' Meaning she effectively stopped exsisting outside of the two of them, once they were together. Of course, I could be wrong, I don't have a lyric sheet.)