Story Behind The Song
I had an image in my head of Miss Haversham from the book "Great Expectations" and transposed her into the current day and imagined her painting words of angst all over the walls of her house.
Song Description
Dark trip-hop beats, Portishead-type guitar, sad female vocal song about lost love.
| Song Length |
4:56 |
Genre |
Electronic - Trip Hop, Pop - Lullaby |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Lost Love, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
Cowboy Junkies, Dead Can Dance |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Poetry
© Elenor Rayner and Peter Crane 2003
INTRO
It?s been a long, slow slide
To the depths of her soul
God, I wish I knew the point where she lost control
VERSE 1
She moves slowly,
She opens the blind
She looks out from her window,
God knows what she will find
She listens for sounds of distant conversations
She has a memory of a time and place
But no consciousness of where she is now
She reads poetry she wrote long ago
She keeps words deep under the floor
She talks of secrets and desires,
Of triumphs and of falls
She bathes in pools of her reflection
She sees children in the dark
She waits for something she?s not sure of
Some kind of spark?
CHORUS
Some kind of life that?s not hers
Some kind of something else
Some kind of life that?s not hers
Some kind of something else
BRIDGE
She?s a hundred million miles away
VERSE 2
She writes poetry of places she?s been
She paints words all over the wall
She waits for something to enfold her
But she always needs more
CHORUS
CODA
On the centre of the mantle
Is a tiny wooden box
And she opens it so slowly
And she sees all she has lost
It?s the only thing he gave her
And she holds it in her hand
It?s a twisted, shattered, damaged
Broken heart