My interpretation,
The house is a metaphor for your life, Jackson has said but its also a true story of returning to his former home when he began his adult life and career. I am also going to explain how this song fits my own personal interpretation on events my life because we all have our own journey thus our own interpretation. Thats the genius of this beautiful song.
Hes looking at his past because the journey is done in his life up this point at least. The jouney is done but the search has begun. What is he searching for? The things that have changed in his life. The walls and windows are still standing and the music could be heard at the door. Hes still alive and still writing and playing music. Its simple but it means a lot. The music represent life and living his dreams that he had at the begining of his journey. Where the people kindly endured my odd questions? In his music he questions life and peopke are kind enough to listen and search for answers ourselves with him. When they ask if he has come far he is silent, that is a hard question to answer, its not just his journey to the house pysically but the journey in his life so far, life is a difficult journey, a long one, and is personal. His silence is enough to lnow it has been. They spoke of the changes that would find us further on and left him warm and high? Hes looking at all the changes in his life since then, that made him feel happy and good but then he steps back outside, no longer reminiscing about the past the highway whispers and sighs, are you ready to fly? Hes looking forward on his journey and to higher heights, because the sky is the limit. The faces are passing by on the highway, an ocean that will never be filled? Other people are on their life journeys with you on this highway and never ends. The house will grow old and crumble? I think could represent our bodies wlll grow old and our life will end and no matter how much we are loved, not even that can give us another life. We are like travelers here in this body and our life is just temporary so make the best of it and enjoy it. Hes looked and seen millions dreeaming and searching for meaning in life and hoping someday to find it. His embattled illusions? He struggle to make his dreams reality and hes looking into his life.
The great song traveler he calls a prophet? Hes speaking of himself and his journey. His music speaks truth hes discovered in his own life. Now hes looking into his life for a truth that is his own. In other words, hes looking in his life to find its meaning, its own truth. He looked in sky for his anthem, and words and music came through? He can write songs out of the air but words and music that speak truth come from looking inside your own life, words and music are fine but words and music looking into you is beautiful because Thats true. I wonder where much of this music today comes from. The most beautiful songs tell a story. I will expand on this with telling story from this song in my life and its interpretation personally. How i feel and what i hear when i listen, its different for everyone, find your own truth
@rob1173285 thats what i believe Jackson was trying to say in Looking into You. What we hear in songs is dependant on our own experiances and we relate to it. This is what hear when i hear Looking into you. The House is just a metaphor for our life. When i was 16 i was in a car accident, it left me with a spinal cord injury and in a wheelchair. We moved to a small town a couple towns away and at 17 i met my first love. She was young, to young but very mature for 13. I...
@rob1173285 thats what i believe Jackson was trying to say in Looking into You. What we hear in songs is dependant on our own experiances and we relate to it. This is what hear when i hear Looking into you. The House is just a metaphor for our life. When i was 16 i was in a car accident, it left me with a spinal cord injury and in a wheelchair. We moved to a small town a couple towns away and at 17 i met my first love. She was young, to young but very mature for 13. I fell madly in love with her but when i turned her father, understandably banned her from ever seeing me again. My heart was broke but i was young and thought love was always that easy. A few years later i moved a couple states away. We kept in contact for a few years but eventually we lost contact for about 25 yrs. I always loved her and even dreamed of finding her again someday. One day i decided to search for her on facebook. She was married with 2 children but i did messsage her just to say hello and tell her i was happy for her. She messaged back and began messaging me regularly and it was like we never parted. She told me she wasnt happy and wanted to divorce her husband and our affair began. I visited her and it was magical. I had made plans to move back after she got divorced so we could finally be together again. I never felt love so strong and she was as beautiful as ever. Unfortunately because of the children and many other complications she eventually decided not to divorce and my heart was broken...again. thats when i rediscovered looking into you
This is what i heard. The house i once lived in is my old state and town that returned to see her in. I had just become a legal adult when we parted so it was very much when i first when out on my own and i had so many dreams and thats why i left but i always dreamed of being with her again. My old friends have drifted apart when we were once always together as one and i returned to see where my beginning had gone. The walls and windows were still standing? We had grown older and changed some but we were still the same people and it was like we had never parted other then the fact it wasnt my home. And the music could be heard at the door? What sweet music it was. My love was so strong and we shared a love for good music. I would often send her songs on messenger that showed how i felt and she loved recieving them. We would talk about the changes in our lives, her children and mine and it just seemed so right and the love was so strong it seemed. We spoke of the changes that would find us further on? We made plans for her divorce and for me to return and it felt so good and i was so high on her and excited about our future together but she was never able to pull that trigger and the distance after i had retirned was a big problem. Eventually she decided she couldnt leave her husband because of the kids and many other factors came into play. I had to step back outside into that grey morning sun, broken hearted but i had to move on and i heard the highway whisper and sigh, are you ready to fly? It wasnt my home anymore, soneone else lived there now but i had so many great memories there. I looked into the faces of all passing by, its an ocean that will never be filled? So many people looking for that kind of love that i had for her but i felt empty inside. This house of mine is growing but that house was crumbling and even though my love was so strong for her it couldnt rebuild what we once had and dreamed of. Its a hotel at best? The best we got and the time we spent there was amazing, when we made love it was amazing, the magic was so strong and hearts were as one it seemed but it was all temporary. It was never meant to be but i tried to make the best of the short time we had together and even when i returned home i continued to get to get to her all over again untill the writing was on the wall. I still love her but i look at the millions who are still searching for that kind of love. Now here i stand at the edge of my embattled illusions looking at you? That dream was crushed and and the struggle is hard when i think about her. Waa it all an illusion? Was there ever a chance? Will i ever feel love like that again? Then i hear these words to this beautiful song, the great song traveler passed through here, and he opened my eyes to the view, and i was among them who called him a prophet, and i asked him what was true, until the distance had shown, how the road remains alone, now im looking into my life, for a truth that is my own. Im thankful for what ive had and what ive felt with her, its a love i never knew i was capable of both in my youth and as an older man. Now im looking into you, this old house that even love cannot rebuild, my life, my experiance, her beauty, my memories, my dreams, and my search continues. But words and music will never touch the beauty ive seen looking into you, and thats true. As difficult as this experiance has been i have no regrets because it has been an amazing journey. Thank you Jackson Browne, for reminding us that we should know everything is temporary and to just enjoy the view and make the best of our time here.
My interpretation, The house is a metaphor for your life, Jackson has said but its also a true story of returning to his former home when he began his adult life and career. I am also going to explain how this song fits my own personal interpretation on events my life because we all have our own journey thus our own interpretation. Thats the genius of this beautiful song. Hes looking at his past because the journey is done in his life up this point at least. The jouney is done but the search has begun. What is he searching for? The things that have changed in his life. The walls and windows are still standing and the music could be heard at the door. Hes still alive and still writing and playing music. Its simple but it means a lot. The music represent life and living his dreams that he had at the begining of his journey. Where the people kindly endured my odd questions? In his music he questions life and peopke are kind enough to listen and search for answers ourselves with him. When they ask if he has come far he is silent, that is a hard question to answer, its not just his journey to the house pysically but the journey in his life so far, life is a difficult journey, a long one, and is personal. His silence is enough to lnow it has been. They spoke of the changes that would find us further on and left him warm and high? Hes looking at all the changes in his life since then, that made him feel happy and good but then he steps back outside, no longer reminiscing about the past the highway whispers and sighs, are you ready to fly? Hes looking forward on his journey and to higher heights, because the sky is the limit. The faces are passing by on the highway, an ocean that will never be filled? Other people are on their life journeys with you on this highway and never ends. The house will grow old and crumble? I think could represent our bodies wlll grow old and our life will end and no matter how much we are loved, not even that can give us another life. We are like travelers here in this body and our life is just temporary so make the best of it and enjoy it. Hes looked and seen millions dreeaming and searching for meaning in life and hoping someday to find it. His embattled illusions? He struggle to make his dreams reality and hes looking into his life. The great song traveler he calls a prophet? Hes speaking of himself and his journey. His music speaks truth hes discovered in his own life. Now hes looking into his life for a truth that is his own. In other words, hes looking in his life to find its meaning, its own truth. He looked in sky for his anthem, and words and music came through? He can write songs out of the air but words and music that speak truth come from looking inside your own life, words and music are fine but words and music looking into you is beautiful because Thats true. I wonder where much of this music today comes from. The most beautiful songs tell a story. I will expand on this with telling story from this song in my life and its interpretation personally. How i feel and what i hear when i listen, its different for everyone, find your own truth
@rob1173285 thats what i believe Jackson was trying to say in Looking into You. What we hear in songs is dependant on our own experiances and we relate to it. This is what hear when i hear Looking into you. The House is just a metaphor for our life. When i was 16 i was in a car accident, it left me with a spinal cord injury and in a wheelchair. We moved to a small town a couple towns away and at 17 i met my first love. She was young, to young but very mature for 13. I...
@rob1173285 thats what i believe Jackson was trying to say in Looking into You. What we hear in songs is dependant on our own experiances and we relate to it. This is what hear when i hear Looking into you. The House is just a metaphor for our life. When i was 16 i was in a car accident, it left me with a spinal cord injury and in a wheelchair. We moved to a small town a couple towns away and at 17 i met my first love. She was young, to young but very mature for 13. I fell madly in love with her but when i turned her father, understandably banned her from ever seeing me again. My heart was broke but i was young and thought love was always that easy. A few years later i moved a couple states away. We kept in contact for a few years but eventually we lost contact for about 25 yrs. I always loved her and even dreamed of finding her again someday. One day i decided to search for her on facebook. She was married with 2 children but i did messsage her just to say hello and tell her i was happy for her. She messaged back and began messaging me regularly and it was like we never parted. She told me she wasnt happy and wanted to divorce her husband and our affair began. I visited her and it was magical. I had made plans to move back after she got divorced so we could finally be together again. I never felt love so strong and she was as beautiful as ever. Unfortunately because of the children and many other complications she eventually decided not to divorce and my heart was broken...again. thats when i rediscovered looking into you This is what i heard. The house i once lived in is my old state and town that returned to see her in. I had just become a legal adult when we parted so it was very much when i first when out on my own and i had so many dreams and thats why i left but i always dreamed of being with her again. My old friends have drifted apart when we were once always together as one and i returned to see where my beginning had gone. The walls and windows were still standing? We had grown older and changed some but we were still the same people and it was like we had never parted other then the fact it wasnt my home. And the music could be heard at the door? What sweet music it was. My love was so strong and we shared a love for good music. I would often send her songs on messenger that showed how i felt and she loved recieving them. We would talk about the changes in our lives, her children and mine and it just seemed so right and the love was so strong it seemed. We spoke of the changes that would find us further on? We made plans for her divorce and for me to return and it felt so good and i was so high on her and excited about our future together but she was never able to pull that trigger and the distance after i had retirned was a big problem. Eventually she decided she couldnt leave her husband because of the kids and many other factors came into play. I had to step back outside into that grey morning sun, broken hearted but i had to move on and i heard the highway whisper and sigh, are you ready to fly? It wasnt my home anymore, soneone else lived there now but i had so many great memories there. I looked into the faces of all passing by, its an ocean that will never be filled? So many people looking for that kind of love that i had for her but i felt empty inside. This house of mine is growing but that house was crumbling and even though my love was so strong for her it couldnt rebuild what we once had and dreamed of. Its a hotel at best? The best we got and the time we spent there was amazing, when we made love it was amazing, the magic was so strong and hearts were as one it seemed but it was all temporary. It was never meant to be but i tried to make the best of the short time we had together and even when i returned home i continued to get to get to her all over again untill the writing was on the wall. I still love her but i look at the millions who are still searching for that kind of love. Now here i stand at the edge of my embattled illusions looking at you? That dream was crushed and and the struggle is hard when i think about her. Waa it all an illusion? Was there ever a chance? Will i ever feel love like that again? Then i hear these words to this beautiful song, the great song traveler passed through here, and he opened my eyes to the view, and i was among them who called him a prophet, and i asked him what was true, until the distance had shown, how the road remains alone, now im looking into my life, for a truth that is my own. Im thankful for what ive had and what ive felt with her, its a love i never knew i was capable of both in my youth and as an older man. Now im looking into you, this old house that even love cannot rebuild, my life, my experiance, her beauty, my memories, my dreams, and my search continues. But words and music will never touch the beauty ive seen looking into you, and thats true. As difficult as this experiance has been i have no regrets because it has been an amazing journey. Thank you Jackson Browne, for reminding us that we should know everything is temporary and to just enjoy the view and make the best of our time here.