This is my favorite Brian Eno song, though it makes me cry nearly every time I hear it, partly from a kind of melancholy but also from a yearning for that part of my innocence I often neglect.
Not to invoke Carly Simon, but I feel like this song is about me. Please don't think me so vain.
In so many ways, it seems to be about a great many boys (and girls) whose spirits transcend the boundaries of linear time and mundane circumstance. Our "deep blue eyes" may be brown, green or hazel in reality, but our true selves mirror one another as if we were all as stars in the night sky or all that same blue as the blue sky.
I would place this song beside "And She Was" by Brian's friend and frequent collaborator, David Byrne and songs that remind us, as Ozquonk did in his comments, that some imagery are the kind that simply "are" and must be observed outside of the confines of a story telling us "what happened". This didn't "happen". This, in fact, is happening right now.
This is my favorite Brian Eno song, though it makes me cry nearly every time I hear it, partly from a kind of melancholy but also from a yearning for that part of my innocence I often neglect.
Not to invoke Carly Simon, but I feel like this song is about me. Please don't think me so vain.
In so many ways, it seems to be about a great many boys (and girls) whose spirits transcend the boundaries of linear time and mundane circumstance. Our "deep blue eyes" may be brown, green or hazel in reality, but our true selves mirror one another as if we were all as stars in the night sky or all that same blue as the blue sky.
I would place this song beside "And She Was" by Brian's friend and frequent collaborator, David Byrne and songs that remind us, as Ozquonk did in his comments, that some imagery are the kind that simply "are" and must be observed outside of the confines of a story telling us "what happened". This didn't "happen". This, in fact, is happening right now.
These lyrics read like a dream journal.