En Gallop Lyrics

Lyric discussion by Annelise 

Cover art for En Gallop lyrics by Joanna Newsom

Ah, I do agree with you!

How many millions of times through history has the artist, writer, musician, and nearly every other person, tried to express the difference between what they really have, and what they long for? We are addicted to dreams and fantasy stories. When you find some of the really important answers, life can be amazing; but the things we lose and the things we can't reach can also be painful, and that's just how it is.

I think this song acknowledges the depth of desire we all have, but also makes a deliberate choice to recognise that we must keep walking upon reality... just because we must, we have no choice, and to deny it is worse than to experience it. In many ways we can't be like children anymore, looking only at our immediate feelings and living to satisfy them. We have to make tough choices, and sometimes remember the truth that lacks lyricism.

This is worth the cost it takes: in the same way that diamonds are valuable because they are rare and can't be fabricated on demand, the truly incredible parts of life are so much more so because they are waited for, and because they are so distinct from everything around them. Truth is also necessary and safe... you can't put on a virtual reality set and try to cross a road; in the same way, you can't exist in absolute reality living by unsubstantiated feelings and imagination. Truth costs, but truth is also absolute beauty and freedom. I think our generation is too obsessed with instant pleasure to hold onto the absolutes it desperately needs: we are aching for things that are both real and valuable, and often making choices we regret on unrestrained impulse.

A bit off-topic, but anyway. Basically, I do agree with you that this song plays with feelings of the conflict between what we should have, what we do have, and what we want in the deeper parts of our hearts. It's exploring the tension of that, and also the hole left by desire.

I am really curious about this German tradition of Idealism of which you speak...