Yeah, it really is a great lyric. It sort of summarizes much of the conflict the speaker experiences in this song, as well as in "Where Fishes Go," "Face and Ghost," and "Feel the Quiet River Rage." Specifically, a mixture of apathy and fear at the prospect of actually comitting himself to love. In this song he is being seduced by apathy. The Voodoo lady tells him:
"calm the fuck down
you got a serious side to you
that could give the whole world a frown
now nothin' really matters to me you see
check out these holes in my gown
let your eyes lose their focus a little
let your guard come down"
He puts off the decision to choose "water" (life, spirit) or "blood" (spiritless flesh, death) by deciding that neither is really his "style." But fundamental metaphysical matters of how you look at life and how you live are not matters where you'd say "Eh, that's not really my style."
Yeah, it really is a great lyric. It sort of summarizes much of the conflict the speaker experiences in this song, as well as in "Where Fishes Go," "Face and Ghost," and "Feel the Quiet River Rage." Specifically, a mixture of apathy and fear at the prospect of actually comitting himself to love. In this song he is being seduced by apathy. The Voodoo lady tells him:
"calm the fuck down you got a serious side to you that could give the whole world a frown now nothin' really matters to me you see check out these holes in my gown let your eyes lose their focus a little let your guard come down"
He puts off the decision to choose "water" (life, spirit) or "blood" (spiritless flesh, death) by deciding that neither is really his "style." But fundamental metaphysical matters of how you look at life and how you live are not matters where you'd say "Eh, that's not really my style."