oh, no. especially following a song called Pangea, and this one focusing on Pan, it seems to be about escaping the lack of the modern world, externally embodied by the death of nature (my old pan), internally by the loss of youth, irrationality, passion ('i can touch the mouths of these child gods/and these true minds that hurt man').
long story short, pan is the god of wild nature. he chased his love until she turned into the reeds, and he was left with only the sound of the wind blowing through the marsh. he made a pipe out of the reeds and wind is kind of the embodiment of his raging wild passion.
"and the will will go up
to the crashing sails
and the crushing wails
of my old pan
this wind screams while i'm asleep
and dreams that these white eyes
will smile again"
the death of pan was announced after a voyage when the sea turned calm, christianity was discovered ('i'm a cursed hand'), reason overtook madness ('western walls')....it's a song mourning the taming of nature, the death of the ('weary sands' of) the past. he's retreating into the forest and going wild again.
oh, no. especially following a song called Pangea, and this one focusing on Pan, it seems to be about escaping the lack of the modern world, externally embodied by the death of nature (my old pan), internally by the loss of youth, irrationality, passion ('i can touch the mouths of these child gods/and these true minds that hurt man').
homepage.mac.com/cparada/GML/Pan.html
long story short, pan is the god of wild nature. he chased his love until she turned into the reeds, and he was left with only the sound of the wind blowing through the marsh. he made a pipe out of the reeds and wind is kind of the embodiment of his raging wild passion.
"and the will will go up to the crashing sails and the crushing wails of my old pan this wind screams while i'm asleep and dreams that these white eyes will smile again"
the death of pan was announced after a voyage when the sea turned calm, christianity was discovered ('i'm a cursed hand'), reason overtook madness ('western walls')....it's a song mourning the taming of nature, the death of the ('weary sands' of) the past. he's retreating into the forest and going wild again.
it's about somebody you haven't seen in a long time.
it's about somebody you haven't seen in a long time.