I feel like this is a deeply personal song. I could be wrong . . . but it's beautiful.
First stanza i think is clearly talking about a "certain" musician who's getting older and in the industry that's a curse. Fearing youth because they're the judges. But is supportive even though her optimism isn't mutually felt by the other.
Regardless she's in love but feels like she isn't getting through. Found herself with crossed fingers in the rubble (the crossing of fingers can mean you're hoping for something or it can mean you're telling a lie...think it's the former): she still held out hope among the destructiveness of the other person's outlook (or among the negativity that the media/critics/youth suffocates them with -spitting out their guts through their gears, draiming our spleens through the years?). Severed crossed fingers=lost/losing hope?
I'm probably not even close but that's my interpretation.
I feel like this is a deeply personal song. I could be wrong . . . but it's beautiful.
First stanza i think is clearly talking about a "certain" musician who's getting older and in the industry that's a curse. Fearing youth because they're the judges. But is supportive even though her optimism isn't mutually felt by the other.
Regardless she's in love but feels like she isn't getting through. Found herself with crossed fingers in the rubble (the crossing of fingers can mean you're hoping for something or it can mean you're telling a lie...think it's the former): she still held out hope among the destructiveness of the other person's outlook (or among the negativity that the media/critics/youth suffocates them with -spitting out their guts through their gears, draiming our spleens through the years?). Severed crossed fingers=lost/losing hope?
I'm probably not even close but that's my interpretation.