The beauty of this song lies in the raw honesty of the words. It is very evocative the way she describes sorrowful craving, and this is also captured by the raspier whispered tone she uses to sing this line "I must have you all to myself,
Feel the full weight of your skin, I'll hollow out my insides, To place you in." This is one of those songs that resonates with me on a deeper level and I love the unashamed desire to merge with and be possessed by another and the rich darkness of the words. To me it is about a passionate love that has left a mark forever; the kind that one lives and breathes for to have again. Weather it is a lost love craved for once again, the moments in between in the absence of intimacy, or a glimpse of a hijacking type of love through inspiration, she describes in simple but beautiful language the kind of love that remains a constant hollow pain until it is satiated, "The clock became a bullet hole, Cruel and unkind, It hurt me with its second hand, Alone another night." Even with the overarching sad tone,I think this is also a very hopeful song; at one point she tells 'blue' to take a hike, "Blue, go be true for someone else
There's no room inside this heart of mine
My heart has four empty rooms
Three wait for lightning
And one waits for you."
The beauty of this song lies in the raw honesty of the words. It is very evocative the way she describes sorrowful craving, and this is also captured by the raspier whispered tone she uses to sing this line "I must have you all to myself, Feel the full weight of your skin, I'll hollow out my insides, To place you in." This is one of those songs that resonates with me on a deeper level and I love the unashamed desire to merge with and be possessed by another and the rich darkness of the words. To me it is about a passionate love that has left a mark forever; the kind that one lives and breathes for to have again. Weather it is a lost love craved for once again, the moments in between in the absence of intimacy, or a glimpse of a hijacking type of love through inspiration, she describes in simple but beautiful language the kind of love that remains a constant hollow pain until it is satiated, "The clock became a bullet hole, Cruel and unkind, It hurt me with its second hand, Alone another night." Even with the overarching sad tone,I think this is also a very hopeful song; at one point she tells 'blue' to take a hike, "Blue, go be true for someone else There's no room inside this heart of mine My heart has four empty rooms Three wait for lightning And one waits for you."