First and foremost Sing if myself in original poem is an ode to creativity, individuality and uniqueness:
The nightingale is still locked in the cage - reference to Why Nightingale Sings. Thomas doubts himself. Bring locked in his routine.
The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs. - more doubt, but in the whole idea of him composting. It is to much to breath normally without thinking of the Nightwish project. As it is mostly his burden.
An old oak sheltering me from the blue - probably thinking of family and friends who save him from depression, from getting overwhelmed.
Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves - this may be a bit too hard, as people around has same to struggles, but he's the captain of the ship, trying to get that enjoyment
A catnap in the ghost town of my heart - his love/friendship to... let's be honest - Taria it's still hurts, still empty void.
She dreams of story time and the river ghosts
Of mermaids, of Whitman's and the ride
Raving harlequins, gigantic toys - feeling that he and probably she misses that time, I may be wrong in this one very profusely. Old time and old songs is what they wanted. Whitman's and the ride - t's just a reference to life going on. Touch the grass, go with the flow of life.
A song of me song in need
Of a courageous symphony
A verse of me verse in need
Of a pure-heart singing me to peace - he needs someone to get him out of that state, someone with pure heart. To show that he is in need of something that will make him happy.
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
His heart is suffering, even to the point of not feeling. But there may be something more that gives him strength - angelwing
All that great heart lying still - his heart loses passion
In silent suffering - in silence, probably as he's the captain
Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end - but still doing shows and showing up to give people joy.
What is left for encore
Is the same old dead boy's song - but there's again dead boy inside, only grown up, who hates it.
Sung in silence
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
A midnight flight into Covington Woods - running away to a place that will be different, filled with scary monsters.
A princess and a panther by my side - not sure who he refers to, except Disney characters. Maybe some imaginary friends. Or Taria and Empty? Dunno.
These are territories I live for
I'd still give my everything to love you more - he thrives in this place, of scary monsters when he had that support, but still giving his all to love you more. Can be understood as love to music, or his muse, the band. That he will do everything.
A song of me song in need
Of a courageous symphony
A verse of me verse in need
Of a pure-heart singing me to peace
definitely in a need to sometime to guide him. Emotionally and in a calming way. He's distressed.
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
Again, heart is slowly drying seeing what's happening. But still has hope for better.
Now all that great heart lying still
In silent suffering
Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end
What is left for encore
Is the same old dead boy's song
Sung in silence
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
A silent symphony
A hollow opus one, two, three - everything goes to shit. His vision is dying.
Sometimes the sky is piano black
Piano black over cleansing waters - dark piano makes it ominous and scary. But there's a cleansing water, of emotions, that probably he gets over the situation. That something will soothe him.
Resting pipes, verse of bore
Rusting keys without a door - all is waiting, but that's not the way. Maybe the way is figuring out different path.
Sometimes the within is piano black
Piano black over cleansing waters
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
Ending seems like he is hopeful. That everything changes. Life is fluid and we have ups and downs. Our stability can be broken, but it only depends on us and (hopefully love and support from others) to rebuild.
First and foremost Sing if myself in original poem is an ode to creativity, individuality and uniqueness:
The nightingale is still locked in the cage - reference to Why Nightingale Sings. Thomas doubts himself. Bring locked in his routine. The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs. - more doubt, but in the whole idea of him composting. It is to much to breath normally without thinking of the Nightwish project. As it is mostly his burden. An old oak sheltering me from the blue - probably thinking of family and friends who save him from depression, from getting overwhelmed. Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves - this may be a bit too hard, as people around has same to struggles, but he's the captain of the ship, trying to get that enjoyment
A catnap in the ghost town of my heart - his love/friendship to... let's be honest - Taria it's still hurts, still empty void. She dreams of story time and the river ghosts Of mermaids, of Whitman's and the ride Raving harlequins, gigantic toys - feeling that he and probably she misses that time, I may be wrong in this one very profusely. Old time and old songs is what they wanted. Whitman's and the ride - t's just a reference to life going on. Touch the grass, go with the flow of life.
A song of me song in need Of a courageous symphony A verse of me verse in need Of a pure-heart singing me to peace - he needs someone to get him out of that state, someone with pure heart. To show that he is in need of something that will make him happy.
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing His heart is suffering, even to the point of not feeling. But there may be something more that gives him strength - angelwing
All that great heart lying still - his heart loses passion In silent suffering - in silence, probably as he's the captain Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end - but still doing shows and showing up to give people joy. What is left for encore Is the same old dead boy's song - but there's again dead boy inside, only grown up, who hates it. Sung in silence All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
A midnight flight into Covington Woods - running away to a place that will be different, filled with scary monsters. A princess and a panther by my side - not sure who he refers to, except Disney characters. Maybe some imaginary friends. Or Taria and Empty? Dunno. These are territories I live for I'd still give my everything to love you more - he thrives in this place, of scary monsters when he had that support, but still giving his all to love you more. Can be understood as love to music, or his muse, the band. That he will do everything.
A song of me song in need Of a courageous symphony A verse of me verse in need Of a pure-heart singing me to peace
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing Again, heart is slowly drying seeing what's happening. But still has hope for better.
Now all that great heart lying still In silent suffering Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end What is left for encore Is the same old dead boy's song Sung in silence All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
A silent symphony A hollow opus one, two, three - everything goes to shit. His vision is dying.
Sometimes the sky is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters - dark piano makes it ominous and scary. But there's a cleansing water, of emotions, that probably he gets over the situation. That something will soothe him.
Resting pipes, verse of bore Rusting keys without a door - all is waiting, but that's not the way. Maybe the way is figuring out different path.
Sometimes the within is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters
All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing All that great heart lying still on an angelwing All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
Ending seems like he is hopeful. That everything changes. Life is fluid and we have ups and downs. Our stability can be broken, but it only depends on us and (hopefully love and support from others) to rebuild.