And
"How you'd sigh yourself to sleep
when I'd rake the springsteen
across your sheets."
It is, in fact, a literal tornado - a love song from a tornado's point of view. On the one hand, it's a serial killer - raking a trail of destruction and death in its quest to find this woman, killing and destroying to impress her, or at least convince her he's really in love with her. On the other hand, he's just acting like a tornado is SUPPOSED to act. You can empathize with the tornado's pain and confusion with the way Neko sings that first "what will make you believe me" at the same time as it's scaring the hell out of you. Neko's voice and phrasing makes most of her songs work, but I can't always pin down what's going on in them, narrative-wise. This is an exception, and I can't imagine anyone will write a better song than this one this year.
Couple of lyrics corrections:
It's "left THEM motherless."
And "How you'd sigh yourself to sleep when I'd rake the springsteen across your sheets."
It is, in fact, a literal tornado - a love song from a tornado's point of view. On the one hand, it's a serial killer - raking a trail of destruction and death in its quest to find this woman, killing and destroying to impress her, or at least convince her he's really in love with her. On the other hand, he's just acting like a tornado is SUPPOSED to act. You can empathize with the tornado's pain and confusion with the way Neko sings that first "what will make you believe me" at the same time as it's scaring the hell out of you. Neko's voice and phrasing makes most of her songs work, but I can't always pin down what's going on in them, narrative-wise. This is an exception, and I can't imagine anyone will write a better song than this one this year.
I mean "springtime," not springsteen. Doh.
I mean "springtime," not springsteen. Doh.