"While THE seasons..."
an allusion to both spring and fall, the difficulty of starting a relationship, and having it end.
The chorus:
ends with
"If it was rainstorms" -should be
"If it was raining stones"
an irony.
Clearly she is having an hard time, they both have to separate in order to find themselves, individually, whole.
"Put our hands together to plough obey" - should be
"Put our hands together to applaud your play"
a faux sort of action, like one might applaud an adult for tying their shoes,
"Meanwhile inside of me it was rainin' storms, hm,"
-"....rainin' stones"
I think this song is a great song, and captures well the difficulty of risking so much (one's precious self) to be authentically in love. What often happens, one person in a relationship projects an aura of confidence, and security with a light hearted relationship ( ergo Light as a Feather) yet falls deeply and insecurely IN LOVE, while the other person in the relationship continues on (with either willful ignorance, or perhaps, generously, true ignorance) with the idea of a light hearted, "I can play the field" affair. The Milan Kundera novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, comes to mind.
I think the lyrics here are grossly incorrect.
"While THE seasons..." an allusion to both spring and fall, the difficulty of starting a relationship, and having it end.
The chorus: ends with "If it was rainstorms" -should be "If it was raining stones" an irony.
Clearly she is having an hard time, they both have to separate in order to find themselves, individually, whole.
"Put our hands together to plough obey" - should be "Put our hands together to applaud your play" a faux sort of action, like one might applaud an adult for tying their shoes,
"Meanwhile inside of me it was rainin' storms, hm," -"....rainin' stones"
I think this song is a great song, and captures well the difficulty of risking so much (one's precious self) to be authentically in love. What often happens, one person in a relationship projects an aura of confidence, and security with a light hearted relationship ( ergo Light as a Feather) yet falls deeply and insecurely IN LOVE, while the other person in the relationship continues on (with either willful ignorance, or perhaps, generously, true ignorance) with the idea of a light hearted, "I can play the field" affair. The Milan Kundera novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, comes to mind.
It's deep what you're writing. You've changed my perspective over that song... And Kundera is fitting in perfectly :)
It's deep what you're writing. You've changed my perspective over that song... And Kundera is fitting in perfectly :)