This is Jackson's masterpiece. It is one of the most beautifully and touchingly heartbroken songs ever written by anyone. This is an exquisitely crafted song.
I love the juxtapositions of
night / morning
awake / sleeping
closed eyes / dreaming
drifting / running
spoken words / whispered promises
steps from the beginning / close to the end
hard into your eyes / some words come easy
whispered promises / where we both lie
still wasn't right / changing light
continued through the night / running for that morning flight
bed / sky
vanished into the air / late for the sky
and I love the function of this progression:
And still we continued on . . .
Awake again . . .
How long have I been sleeping?
How long have I been drifting . . .
How long have I been dreaming . . .
How long have I been running . . .
For all of its literary technique, it remains eternally fresh.
I'll add an additional nod to David's slide guitar which is glorious.
Well put. I so admire JB's ability to structure his language. What a gift: lucky us! It is fun to deconstruct his lyrics. If one likes to craft lyrics, there is no better teacher than Jackson.
Well put. I so admire JB's ability to structure his language. What a gift: lucky us! It is fun to deconstruct his lyrics. If one likes to craft lyrics, there is no better teacher than Jackson.
This is Jackson's masterpiece. It is one of the most beautifully and touchingly heartbroken songs ever written by anyone. This is an exquisitely crafted song.
I love the juxtapositions of
and I love the function of this progression:
And still we continued on . . . Awake again . . . How long have I been sleeping? How long have I been drifting . . . How long have I been dreaming . . . How long have I been running . . .
For all of its literary technique, it remains eternally fresh. I'll add an additional nod to David's slide guitar which is glorious.
Well put. I so admire JB's ability to structure his language. What a gift: lucky us! It is fun to deconstruct his lyrics. If one likes to craft lyrics, there is no better teacher than Jackson.
Well put. I so admire JB's ability to structure his language. What a gift: lucky us! It is fun to deconstruct his lyrics. If one likes to craft lyrics, there is no better teacher than Jackson.