He has previously been described as very shy, was this his first time? Definately with her, and it seems to be a voyage of discovery here. Is the you gave life reference to him or to a child he created with the girl? Crossing the wintry fields, The first hour of morning light Warmed by the flame inside, > He is still drunk from the night before. It is now the morning after. I never had a chance to stop what hit me... What broke my bones and mauled me... > He suffers an attack or an accident. 'Mauled' might indicate being attacked by a wolf/bear etc. He could have just fallen as a result of being drunk etc, or could have been the lover of the girl. After hours of deep, unwilling sleep... in a cold shelter Fell back in the dark, and the hours of the day passed... > He is unconscious all day and late into the following night, when he wakes up and realised he hasnt lit the fire for that night. Good morn', oh dreadful day, > He is still badly injured and cant make it to the lighthouse. The morning comes. One thing, I remember, before I fell on the ground... Although I never saw the face, A name was inked in his arm... > This was the lover/father of the girl he had slept with, who had gone down on the black pearl. Love can be like poetry of demons, or maybe God loves complex irony? > The lighkeep was assaulted by the father, who as a result lost his wife/lover because he couldnt light the lighthouse. Ironic.">
Some slightly different thoughts...
New Years Eve, one night in the town Can change one life into eternity...
She had found the sails, for the following night
The town, for her, was getting way too small She promised to be mine Forever, ...for that one night...
Moments, passion, small defeats Concealed emotions, found in me "You gave life to a brand new me..."
Crossing the wintry fields, The first hour of morning light Warmed by the flame inside,
I never had a chance to stop what hit me... What broke my bones and mauled me...
After hours of deep, unwilling sleep... in a cold shelter Fell back in the dark, and the hours of the day passed...
Good morn', oh dreadful day,
One thing, I remember, before I fell on the ground... Although I never saw the face, A name was inked in his arm...
Love can be like poetry of demons, or maybe God loves complex irony?
Skyclad--
Skyclad--
you got it bloody perfect.
you got it bloody perfect.
This song brings tears to my eyes... Tony has such an intense and emotional voice and that accompanied with Jani's amazing and unrivaled guitar makes it all the more beautiful and easy to empathize with. Definitely one of the best songs on this album.
This song brings tears to my eyes... Tony has such an intense and emotional voice and that accompanied with Jani's amazing and unrivaled guitar makes it all the more beautiful and easy to empathize with. Definitely one of the best songs on this album.