I was pretty sure this song was about someone who had died. It would be a ghost speaking. The use of the tremolo gives the song an eerie, almost macabre, tone. "In the silence of the garden" could refer to a graveyard. The "beast" often refers to death. "Till the rusty nails grow dim" could refer to a coffin and decay. "I can't seem to make you mine." He can't because he's dead. "But the crowd pulled you away" could refer to a crowd leaving a funeral but the loved one wants to linger and also the way friends try to influence people to move on with their lives after a loved one has died. "And the ivy coiled around my hand" could refer to ivy that often grows over graves and the roots working their way into a coffin and around a skeleton. The image of rain relates to sadness and tears. It's definitely a very sad song. It's also very beautiful sounding to me.
@joossens I love this interpretation. The moths rising from his moth eaten burial clothes at he wanders. He’s been dead a while, sees her and doesn’t understand why he can’t reach her. Why he can’t seem to make her his. The title was always curious. He doesn’t understand because when he sees her, he feels alive. The crowd pulling you away could also just mean the living if he as wandered away from the land of the dead into the living. And the ivy growing over his headstone, that craws deep into the ground...curling around his hand tugs on...
@joossens I love this interpretation. The moths rising from his moth eaten burial clothes at he wanders. He’s been dead a while, sees her and doesn’t understand why he can’t reach her. Why he can’t seem to make her his. The title was always curious. He doesn’t understand because when he sees her, he feels alive. The crowd pulling you away could also just mean the living if he as wandered away from the land of the dead into the living. And the ivy growing over his headstone, that craws deep into the ground...curling around his hand tugs on his wandering spirit. It’s teying to bring him back to the land of the dead. He’s trying so hard to talk to her, touch her, let her know that he loves her...the rain has brought the night and he must leave her.
I was pretty sure this song was about someone who had died. It would be a ghost speaking. The use of the tremolo gives the song an eerie, almost macabre, tone. "In the silence of the garden" could refer to a graveyard. The "beast" often refers to death. "Till the rusty nails grow dim" could refer to a coffin and decay. "I can't seem to make you mine." He can't because he's dead. "But the crowd pulled you away" could refer to a crowd leaving a funeral but the loved one wants to linger and also the way friends try to influence people to move on with their lives after a loved one has died. "And the ivy coiled around my hand" could refer to ivy that often grows over graves and the roots working their way into a coffin and around a skeleton. The image of rain relates to sadness and tears. It's definitely a very sad song. It's also very beautiful sounding to me.
@joossens I love this interpretation. The moths rising from his moth eaten burial clothes at he wanders. He’s been dead a while, sees her and doesn’t understand why he can’t reach her. Why he can’t seem to make her his. The title was always curious. He doesn’t understand because when he sees her, he feels alive. The crowd pulling you away could also just mean the living if he as wandered away from the land of the dead into the living. And the ivy growing over his headstone, that craws deep into the ground...curling around his hand tugs on...
@joossens I love this interpretation. The moths rising from his moth eaten burial clothes at he wanders. He’s been dead a while, sees her and doesn’t understand why he can’t reach her. Why he can’t seem to make her his. The title was always curious. He doesn’t understand because when he sees her, he feels alive. The crowd pulling you away could also just mean the living if he as wandered away from the land of the dead into the living. And the ivy growing over his headstone, that craws deep into the ground...curling around his hand tugs on his wandering spirit. It’s teying to bring him back to the land of the dead. He’s trying so hard to talk to her, touch her, let her know that he loves her...the rain has brought the night and he must leave her.