Lyric discussion by foreverdrone 

Cover art for Dreams lyrics by Fleetwood Mac

Cursed "forever"? Well, that was a bit strong. Stevie does hold out for Lindsey a thin thread of hope: "When the rain washes you clean, you'll know." She wrote "when" not "if".

However I've heard this song described as being generous to Buckingham, in contrast to "Go Your Own Way" being scathing towards Nicks. If I emphasized the critical aspects of the lyrics of "Dreams" it's because (I think) they've been minimized or ignored.

Conversely: when Stevie objected to Lindsey having written "Packing up/Shacking up's all you want to do," she assumed he was accusing her of infidelity. Maybe she misinterpreted. He might have been unhappy she was less interested in commitment.

It's not possible for me to be anything but speculative. They know; I don't. From her perspective, maybe she thought she could have said a lot worse, and still would have been nothing but honest.

She believes--after she's gone--her ex-lover will be so lonely he'll sink into madness, i.e. clinical depression. The line about being washed clean: in one way it's conciliatory, but--like the rest of the song--it carries a sting, if you hear it in a different way.

By hoping he'll come out of it washed clean--sooner or later--she presumes he NEEDS to be cleaned. Until he learns to look at himself honestly--which ought to include re-evaluating his attitude toward women--he's going to remain lonely. That until he gets his shit together, no one will want to be with him.

My interpretation is based on how the lyrics criticize Buckingham, the most obvious example being "players only love you when they're playing." But there's more...

Of the three times she sings "Women, they will come and they will go," twice she precedes it with "Say..." In her lyrics, some things are left unsaid: similar to the way people actually talk. If she hadn't dropped these elements, the entire line would be:

 YOU say, "Women, they will come and they will go."

The "you" and the quotation marks are only implied...but (I think) they're intended.

Overall, Stevie's saying, "Because I'm a woman, you didn't respect me as an individual. That's how you treat ALL women. Maybe you think you're open-minded, but you've got a lot to learn."

BTW, in the first chorus--between "Thunder only happens when it's raining," and the next line--ah, that drum riff! It's irresistible.

Word is, Stevie composed the song on piano in ten minutes. Christine McVie thought it was weak: "only three chords, and a couple of notes on the left hand." Then Lindsey added the guitar, with an eye (ear?) toward maintaining the unified feel, while including subtle differences in each part of the song. After the band finished arranging it, Christine might have felt differently...and if not then, well...maybe after "Dreams" hit #1?

Play it on headphones, and "listen carefully" to how Stevie's backing vocals are like a delayed echo of the preceding lines...and--hold on now--are those chimes I'm hearing? There are reasons you couldn't turn on a radio in the late '70s without hearing this song, and why Rumours sold 40 million.

Seriously... Do you write this shit for a living or do you simply have no life?

I love music and looking at these comments, but jeeez. Who has the time to type all of that stuff? I wish I did.

Don't mean to sound snide. I do thank you.

Well, your choice of words sounds slightly harsh, but...yeah, you're on target. I worked in data processing for 20 years but--having been on disability for the past two--I now have a lot of time. And music is very important to me: approx. 2000 titles in my collection. You could hardly imagine how elaborately I've personalized my iTunes library...but to me it seems natural, being an outlet for my biggest hobbies (music and graphic arts).

I find it difficult to keep up with replying to my e-mail, because I sit down to write a quick message and am surprised to notice...

foreverdrone

I think I can relate to you somehow. because I feel that way sometimes, but I don't know if I do have the same disorder.

I hope you won't mind if I email you.