_> But that doesn't make her feel any more secure in the ..world I guess you can say, and whoever this person shes involved with is. I like to think it's a man that she can't rely on so she keeps mace spray just in case. (You keep mace spray, for you can't rely on the common man. Ha!) She finds it funny, i guess. She feels this way, knows its probably a bit...much, but she still has a bit of a bright look on it. I kind of imagine her looking at her mace spray, thinking about possibly using it on some guy {or to make up for some guy failing to protect her} having a chuckle...walking away to soon think about her lover. (This is also just because I'm a freak, btw) Metaphorically speaking of course... Later at night, she's staring up at the moon and stars and junk. (I picture it a very nice little display, much like the ending scene of Kingdom Hearts...) something comes down to her and moves...the glass shatters all around her looking pretty and stuff. To me this paints an epiphany. That whatever shes got going for her is a good thing, its beautiful and mysterious.} Kind of like a higher force trying to make her realize there isn't a need to be -so- afraid and crap...But, she only sees that its an obstacle she can't get through, because she's "an empty hourglass in the sand" = nothing important. I mean..you can only do so much with an empty hourglass. You can stare for a while...play with it o.O ....your going to get bored. Especially if all the "sand" is around it, yeah? Then she realizes again someone loves her x) and it makes her feel better. Even though she's got her guard up cause men suck...she's going to try to go along with it. Because the person is patient with her, gentle (But it is all right, here in the time and the place i am. you leave a light on -all night- just to remind of the place i am) and just loves her for her, and reminds her that she's a bit more then just...something to look at.......and a hoe. She's still conflicted about it though, having her guard up or if she should let it down. But...y'know. The actual end of the song isn't here...But i think it's one of the most important parts... But she loves me.. Hey, yeah In the time and the place I am You keep mace spray Hey yeah, You can't rely on the common man... To me the "hey yeah" are kind of...like shes saying it. "She loves me...hey, yeah she does" kind of thing. But shes still got her mace spray! To me this is like a nice little balance, between her distrust and her love with her other. I'm horrible at explaining x_x but there is my feedback. I can't relate to feminism...because that seems hard. Idk, hopefully you guys get my what i'm trying to get at...maybe someone could rewrite it with like.. elegance and ...sense. x) Merry Christmas">
Even though Hayley says it's about feminism and that ..fun stuff. That's too intricate for my tiny brain, and I'd rather relate it to love, because it's a sweet little song x)
To me this is more of a ... story. First part is just her going to a familiar place where she admires the architecture and...self reflects and crys. For the moment, "she" is herself.
Second verse...well, she a hoe. She doesn't like it, but she's good at it. And then she detached and just does her thing...
Then she remembers...someone loves her. "More than anyone who wouldn't lay a hand" = More than anyone who's ever tried or been gentle with her. Whatever >_> But that doesn't make her feel any more secure in the ..world I guess you can say, and whoever this person shes involved with is. I like to think it's a man that she can't rely on so she keeps mace spray just in case. (You keep mace spray, for you can't rely on the common man. Ha!) She finds it funny, i guess. She feels this way, knows its probably a bit...much, but she still has a bit of a bright look on it. I kind of imagine her looking at her mace spray, thinking about possibly using it on some guy {or to make up for some guy failing to protect her} having a chuckle...walking away to soon think about her lover. (This is also just because I'm a freak, btw) Metaphorically speaking of course...
Later at night, she's staring up at the moon and stars and junk. (I picture it a very nice little display, much like the ending scene of Kingdom Hearts...) something comes down to her and moves...the glass shatters all around her looking pretty and stuff. To me this paints an epiphany. That whatever shes got going for her is a good thing, its beautiful and mysterious.} Kind of like a higher force trying to make her realize there isn't a need to be -so- afraid and crap...But, she only sees that its an obstacle she can't get through, because she's "an empty hourglass in the sand" = nothing important. I mean..you can only do so much with an empty hourglass. You can stare for a while...play with it o.O ....your going to get bored. Especially if all the "sand" is around it, yeah?
Then she realizes again someone loves her x) and it makes her feel better. Even though she's got her guard up cause men suck...she's going to try to go along with it. Because the person is patient with her, gentle (But it is all right, here in the time and the place i am. you leave a light on -all night- just to remind of the place i am) and just loves her for her, and reminds her that she's a bit more then just...something to look at.......and a hoe. She's still conflicted about it though, having her guard up or if she should let it down. But...y'know.
The actual end of the song isn't here...But i think it's one of the most important parts...
But she loves me.. Hey, yeah In the time and the place I am You keep mace spray Hey yeah, You can't rely on the common man...
To me the "hey yeah" are kind of...like shes saying it. "She loves me...hey, yeah she does" kind of thing. But shes still got her mace spray! To me this is like a nice little balance, between her distrust and her love with her other.
I'm horrible at explaining x_x but there is my feedback. I can't relate to feminism...because that seems hard. Idk, hopefully you guys get my what i'm trying to get at...maybe someone could rewrite it with like.. elegance and ...sense.
x) Merry Christmas