In my fantasy, I'm a pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy
And it's way past time
To end in my mouth
Paint my face white and tried
Reinvent the sea one wave at a time
Speak without my voice
And see the world by candlelight
I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all
In my fantasy, no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days, avant garde
Show me your heresies
And I'll show you mine
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride
I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt'
We say more by saying nothing at all
In my fantasy, you look good entwined
In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
You're my deep secret, I'm your pantomime
I'll just move my hands I promise you'll see what I mean
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy
And it's way past time
To end in my mouth
Paint my face white and tried
Reinvent the sea one wave at a time
Speak without my voice
And see the world by candlelight
I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all
In my fantasy, no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days, avant garde
Show me your heresies
And I'll show you mine
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride
I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt'
We say more by saying nothing at all
In my fantasy, you look good entwined
In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
You're my deep secret, I'm your pantomime
I'll just move my hands I promise you'll see what I mean
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This song's meaning is right in front of us. No need for interpretation. It's just a tactfully and romantically-worded explanation of one thing humans do best.
The basic theme is:
"actions speak louder than words"
OR. as it goes in the song
"You say more by saying nothing at all"
Boyd starts off in the song pretty broadly saying "Words are too messy" and that people put too much emphasis on words when a word's meaning can be confusing and sometimes misleading. Instead, he theorizes, people should be LIKE a pantomime and not limit themselves to words. People should use actions more often than words to express themselves b/c actions are more clear and effective.
Boyd then gets more specific and begins to apply this theory to love. He expresses his love for a woman, and his sexual fantasies. He says "show me your heresy and I'll show u mine." (heresy is a crime against church and in this context I believe he means sex without intent on creating a baby) Ohh lala.
Boyd also says "avant garde" which means "to the right" or "not normal" in French. (in artistic context the expression means new and unique) Therefore, by saying "avant garde art" Boyd is refering to the new way of expressing yourself with actions.
Boyd goes further and explains that the two are so perfect for one another than they "only speak in pantomime" b/c they can read each other's thoughts and feelings without the use of words.. and then summarizes using a carpet ride as a metaphor for their love and life in general.
The last verse is a more detailed description of his sexual fantasies of this woman.. "In my fantasy, you look good entwined in my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine" (its true pantomimes used red wine to signify blood in their plays) He ends up saying "I'm your pantomime. I'll just move my hands. I promise you'll see what I mean" AKA "let me show u how much I love you by having awesome sex."
This song is very sexy, and very awesome.
Actions speak louder than words.
OMG. Brandon is an artist to his core. There is nothing he sucks at. He draws amazing, sings amazing, writes lyrics and music amazing. I swear to bhudda that next week he's just gonna turn into a ball of... art energy... and just... exist...; of course if that was possible, Chris Cornell would have been one of the first...