A "touch" better than Al Wilson's cover version, though his is just as epic... Written by Cher's producer, Jerry Fuller, who'd also worked with Al Wilson as well... -- Dave
A "touch" better than Al Wilson's cover version, though his is just as epic... Written by Cher's producer, Jerry Fuller, who'd also worked with Al Wilson as well... -- Dave
Just a lyrics correction: "And my long black Cadillac comin' for to carry me home..." not "forth." It's a reference to the old gospel song "Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan and what did I see, Comin for to carry me home? A band of angels comin' after me, Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low...etc"
Just a lyrics correction: "And my long black Cadillac comin' for to carry me home..." not "forth." It's a reference to the old gospel song "Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan and what did I see, Comin for to carry me home? A band of angels comin' after me, Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low...etc"
I have always believed the woman in this song was killed by her lover. The first three "there goes" are opportunities to fly away. Then the drumming changes to taps and there goes an "angel" and a "steeple", which are funeral references. A cop car and the eagle, a rapacious bird of prey are next. Then the raven, a symbol of death, is the last reference. The ribbons of the flag represent two lives completely destroyed.
I have always believed the woman in this song was killed by her lover. The first three "there goes" are opportunities to fly away. Then the drumming changes to taps and there goes an "angel" and a "steeple", which are funeral references. A cop car and the eagle, a rapacious bird of prey are next. Then the raven, a symbol of death, is the last reference. The ribbons of the flag represent two lives completely destroyed.
Almost all my posts here are 'my interpretation' because it is more valuable to me. I tend to think that music is one of those unique areas that what it means to a person personally is sometimes as or more important than what the musician meant.
Almost all my posts here are 'my interpretation' because it is more valuable to me. I tend to think that music is one of those unique areas that what it means to a person personally is sometimes as or more important than what the musician meant.
In truth, it probably is a Jews interpretation of Israels trials (too many exact references like 'desert sand'). But, for me, when I play this song and think about it I like to have some emotional connection to it. Also, Dylan tried to say this song is not political. So what else could it...
In truth, it probably is a Jews interpretation of Israels trials (too many exact references like 'desert sand'). But, for me, when I play this song and think about it I like to have some emotional connection to it. Also, Dylan tried to say this song is not political. So what else could it be?
To me then, it could be the working class in general. While various governments like to tell them how to behave, with an attitude very much like the antagonists in this song. It's the feeling of being scapegoated by hypocrites. Always the ones having to pay more tax. While Bono tells you to give more to Africa.
That would also be more relevant to "every empire that enslaved him has gone". Rome, Babylon were famous for treating their working classes terrible and having it come back to bite them.
Funny how long ago these comments were! It's also odd that nobody simply read the explanation that the band itself gave, where guitarist Tremonti said it was auto biographical, and was about the stress and angst he felt while being lost between the ages of 18-23 working two jobs trying to get through school. Man can I identify with that. Those are some of the most challenging years for young men - to transition from boy to man. The world is handing you a sh*t sandwich while saying "hope you enjoyed your childhood and gained some skills because you are...
Funny how long ago these comments were! It's also odd that nobody simply read the explanation that the band itself gave, where guitarist Tremonti said it was auto biographical, and was about the stress and angst he felt while being lost between the ages of 18-23 working two jobs trying to get through school. Man can I identify with that. Those are some of the most challenging years for young men - to transition from boy to man. The world is handing you a sh*t sandwich while saying "hope you enjoyed your childhood and gained some skills because you are on your own good luck" and you have to figure out how to overcome it and kick some ass alone. This is far and away my favorite Creed song. It is so powerful and honest and the music matches the lyrics perfectly. I used to think the lyrics was "the BEAST is dead" which I kind of liked, but "peace is dead" makes more sense. It's like, the world coddles and protects you as a child (hopefully) but insulates you so much that it doesn't really prepare you to be thrown to the wolves of real society - working life, and mature relationships, where you stand on your own and have to battle with all you have just to stay sane and make a living. The lies are where parents and society tells you their quaint little ideas about how the world works and the roadmap like "get an education, get a job, find a wife" and yet - you can't even quiet your own mind, you can't overcome the assholes at work, and you slowly realize that the tools everyone (including you) thought you had - those tools are not sufficient. You must learn to construct your OWN tools along the way. You must learn how to build tools STARTING at age 18, and that is the only way to have a shot at sanity, and possibly success. Tool # 1 in my opinion: learn how to calm your mind and focus on what truly matters. I think it's love, but the great thing is, it's up to you to decide what truly matters to YOU.
i discovered this song a few weeks ago while ive been in a state of depression. i relate these lyrics to myself; “the tunnel is dark, all i could focus on was you” the path im going down in life is dark but i still manage to have a bit of hope (something or someone further down the tunnel that i focus on and wish to see) on the days that i feel better, “desperate for life, desperate to hear you call me” im desperate to have that hope come to me to give me peace or to hear you...
i discovered this song a few weeks ago while ive been in a state of depression. i relate these lyrics to myself; “the tunnel is dark, all i could focus on was you” the path im going down in life is dark but i still manage to have a bit of hope (something or someone further down the tunnel that i focus on and wish to see) on the days that i feel better, “desperate for life, desperate to hear you call me” im desperate to have that hope come to me to give me peace or to hear you (god/a savior/luck/hope) to “call me” and give me a sign that there will be peace in my life. i hope someone else can relate to this.<3
This is about the profound exploration of the bittersweet nature of fame and the personal sacrifices that come with it.
This is about the profound exploration of the bittersweet nature of fame and the personal sacrifices that come with it.
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"The size of your cock will get you nowhere" - narrator is a cuck, these words are a warning to the one who cuckolds him
"The size of your cock will get you nowhere" - narrator is a cuck, these words are a warning to the one who cuckolds him
when i was 11 or 12 two girls liked me, they were friends and i didn't know they liked me until 1 moved back to her home state and i moved schools. i was also tall and long haired, peter steele 2.0.
when i was 11 or 12 two girls liked me, they were friends and i didn't know they liked me until 1 moved back to her home state and i moved schools. i was also tall and long haired, peter steele 2.0.