So the narrator is talking about how this woman approaches things solemnly and seriously and what she means to him...
"It’s not a fever, it’s a freezer"
...and how her way of seeing things isn't feverish (she's not "heavenfaced," she's not "high") but cold...
"I believe her, I'm a griever now"
...and how he eventually is won over to her way of looking at things. A really smart way of communicating the sort of circular nature of that kind of conversion, and one that fits well with the rest of the lyrics.
That second-to-last bit is amazing:
"She’s a griever, my believer"
So the narrator is talking about how this woman approaches things solemnly and seriously and what she means to him...
"It’s not a fever, it’s a freezer"
...and how her way of seeing things isn't feverish (she's not "heavenfaced," she's not "high") but cold...
"I believe her, I'm a griever now"
...and how he eventually is won over to her way of looking at things. A really smart way of communicating the sort of circular nature of that kind of conversion, and one that fits well with the rest of the lyrics.
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit
Love this. Goes with my analysis a bit