Ok so this is about a man and a woman who love each other but are haveing problems. They could help each other but they are both preoccupied with there own things? "if she were not writing in blood she's bring him her jokes a new liver and a shovel for the mud" and " if he were not knee deep in mud he'd bring her his jokes he'd get her a type writer" See they can help each other a shovel to get him out of the mud and a type writer so she wouldn't have to write in her blood. They are both slowly dying (mud:quicksand, blood:bleeding to death) and can save each other if only they could get away from their problems. they are probably both very successful people living the good life but they are depressed unable to connect to each other. the lyric "grow up and blow away" im not thinking explosion but more like a dandelion blowing away in the wind. Once you grow up your gone.
Ok so this is about a man and a woman who love each other but are haveing problems. They could help each other but they are both preoccupied with there own things? "if she were not writing in blood she's bring him her jokes a new liver and a shovel for the mud" and " if he were not knee deep in mud he'd bring her his jokes he'd get her a type writer" See they can help each other a shovel to get him out of the mud and a type writer so she wouldn't have to write in her blood. They are both slowly dying (mud:quicksand, blood:bleeding to death) and can save each other if only they could get away from their problems. they are probably both very successful people living the good life but they are depressed unable to connect to each other. the lyric "grow up and blow away" im not thinking explosion but more like a dandelion blowing away in the wind. Once you grow up your gone.