‘You’re just a liar/a slayer of the soul’
‘The doors close and the walls come in on me/Her toes curl at the very thought of it/She craves the love that the people talk about/Watch her writhe’
‘I hear you through the wire/the words all sound like noise/What happened to the fire in your voice?’
‘Over this twilight/shouting at Jesus/Absolute closeness/could be beneath us
/if you/Lose yourself through touch’
‘You keep looking/for something that’s not lost/I wish that somehow/I could get you across’
Generic Ratings: 1. Crap. 2: Ok. 3: Good. 4: Great
This B-Side to the much heavier From Despair To Where is the opposite from a musical perspective, but displays similar emotional force and content. One of my all time favourite acoustic songs, and one of my all time favorite songs about love, this one has some of the finest lyrics ever written on the subject, taking a bitter look at that need or expectation to settle down into some fixed idea of a relationship because it’s what everyone else does. It’s that London or metropolitan culture of serving yourself until you’re near middle age, realising that dying alone isn’t a pleasant thought, so attaching yourself to the first drone of the opposite sex who finds themselves in the same position as you. It’s love when there is none. It’s giving up. It’s all described with the most gorgeous guitars and melodies and a much softer sound than anything else the band had released till that point. It’s damning and brutal, ice cold, and that ending never fails to leave a chill in its mixture of emotion and emptiness. Fantastic, desperate solo to close too.
Misheard Lyric – I got nothing, clear and crisp.
‘We could have been heroes but failure’s more fun’
Sex, Power, Love, And Money