This song is in the same vein as "First Few Desperate Hours". It's the gnawing realization that they're already doomed, both as individuals and as a couple. Regardless of what they've been telling each other, they did not move to Tallahassee to find a new life; they moved there to die.
The imagery is all evil portents, bad omens, visions of death and decay:
Huge crows loitering by the curb
Our shared paths unraveling behind us like ribbons
And I dreamed of vultures
In the trees around our house
And cicadas and locusts
And the shrieking of innumerable gibbons
And he actually breaks down and openly asks:
How long will we ride this way about?
How long 'til someone caves under the pressure?
This song is in the same vein as "First Few Desperate Hours". It's the gnawing realization that they're already doomed, both as individuals and as a couple. Regardless of what they've been telling each other, they did not move to Tallahassee to find a new life; they moved there to die.
The imagery is all evil portents, bad omens, visions of death and decay:
Huge crows loitering by the curb Our shared paths unraveling behind us like ribbons And I dreamed of vultures In the trees around our house And cicadas and locusts And the shrieking of innumerable gibbons
And he actually breaks down and openly asks:
How long will we ride this way about? How long 'til someone caves under the pressure?