Spanish Moss is about his love of a woman and his fixation on and remembering part of her body that he is still missing. You really need to be a man to understand, as we are such visual creatures. Flashes of still frames in our memory stay with us beyond the space and time of our past lives within our relationships. It's a love song. An ode to God's creation. Read between the lines.
@deemic You don't need to be a man. In fact, you probably need to be a woman to truly appreciate the loveliness of his meaning and how he views it in a beautiful, evocative way. Rather than the usual crude names assigned to it.
@deemic You don't need to be a man. In fact, you probably need to be a woman to truly appreciate the loveliness of his meaning and how he views it in a beautiful, evocative way. Rather than the usual crude names assigned to it.
Spanish Moss is about his love of a woman and his fixation on and remembering part of her body that he is still missing. You really need to be a man to understand, as we are such visual creatures. Flashes of still frames in our memory stay with us beyond the space and time of our past lives within our relationships. It's a love song. An ode to God's creation. Read between the lines.
@deemic You don't need to be a man. In fact, you probably need to be a woman to truly appreciate the loveliness of his meaning and how he views it in a beautiful, evocative way. Rather than the usual crude names assigned to it.
@deemic You don't need to be a man. In fact, you probably need to be a woman to truly appreciate the loveliness of his meaning and how he views it in a beautiful, evocative way. Rather than the usual crude names assigned to it.