This is certainly one of the grooviest tracks on the album.
Thematically, it reminds me of the Shakespearian sonnet in which a poet is attempting to write about the object of his affection's beauty, but can find no words to describe it. The poet assumes his credibility would be questioned ("This poet lies! Such heavenly faces never touched earthly...)
Love is indescribable. I can't tell you what love feels like, but I can definately tell you what love DOESN'T feel like.
I believe this is what Simon is getting at here. Throughout the song, he takes us through the a pretty large spectrum of human emotion, describing its experience - the "feeling" we get:
Embarassment - "Felt like a fool."
Guilt/conscience - "Whose that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe?"
Sadness/sorrow - "The chemistry of crying is not concerned with blame or fault"
He further goes on to describe how that "conscience on the sole of his shoe" "feels":
It feels like a threat (jealousy)
A voice in your head (conscience)
That you'd rather forget
(so you put it as far out of your mind as possible - down to the sole of your shoe)
This further makes him "sick" from the "unspoken". Being sick doesn't feel like love. (some may argue here that love can make you sick and I agree. But that's not love, it is a symptom of love.)
Returning to our spectrum of emotions we "feel"
Contrition - wrong again.
Doubt - Maybe I'm wrong again.
Honesty - I was wrong and I could be wrong again.
Anger - One of my best friends turned enemy
Rugtfully Placing Blame to seek forgiveness - So I was wrong
Something happened at a load out in Birmingham - we don't know what happened, because it doesn't matter. We just know it didn't feel like love.
Simon never describes what love feels like, just that chicken and corn muffins feel more like love than any of these other emotions.
This is certainly one of the grooviest tracks on the album.
Thematically, it reminds me of the Shakespearian sonnet in which a poet is attempting to write about the object of his affection's beauty, but can find no words to describe it. The poet assumes his credibility would be questioned ("This poet lies! Such heavenly faces never touched earthly...)
Love is indescribable. I can't tell you what love feels like, but I can definately tell you what love DOESN'T feel like.
I believe this is what Simon is getting at here. Throughout the song, he takes us through the a pretty large spectrum of human emotion, describing its experience - the "feeling" we get:
Embarassment - "Felt like a fool."
Guilt/conscience - "Whose that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe?"
Sadness/sorrow - "The chemistry of crying is not concerned with blame or fault"
He further goes on to describe how that "conscience on the sole of his shoe" "feels":
It feels like a threat (jealousy) A voice in your head (conscience) That you'd rather forget (so you put it as far out of your mind as possible - down to the sole of your shoe)
This further makes him "sick" from the "unspoken". Being sick doesn't feel like love. (some may argue here that love can make you sick and I agree. But that's not love, it is a symptom of love.)
Returning to our spectrum of emotions we "feel"
Contrition - wrong again.
Doubt - Maybe I'm wrong again.
Honesty - I was wrong and I could be wrong again.
Anger - One of my best friends turned enemy
Rugtfully Placing Blame to seek forgiveness - So I was wrong
Something happened at a load out in Birmingham - we don't know what happened, because it doesn't matter. We just know it didn't feel like love.
Simon never describes what love feels like, just that chicken and corn muffins feel more like love than any of these other emotions.