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JudithK ([personal profile] julchen11) wrote2014-12-31 01:15 pm
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What would life be without music?

I always loved music, I always will.
There are few songs I can't get enough of them.  Sometimes music plays in the background and in a split second I start listening, caught in the moment by the voice, by the melody, sometimes I even don't understand everything the artist is singing but I can imagine what he or she means.

Last week I've found such a jewel, a singing poet with a great voice.
I only knew his song "Take me to church" and it took me quite a time to understand the sense of it. So I got myself his CD - best choice in months. I translated every song and wow - there's so much heart in the lyrics. If he wouldn't sing, he had to be a poet.

I picked up one song for today - it such a fanfic song *g*.

"Like Real People Do"
I had a thought, dear
However scary
About that night
The bugs and the dirt
Why were you digging?
What did you bury
Before those hands pulled me
From the earth?

I will not ask you where you came from
I will not ask and neither should you

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do

I knew that look dear
Eyes always seeking
Was there in someone
That dug long ago
So I will not ask you
Why you were creeping
In some sad way I already know

So I will not ask you where you came from
I would not ask and neither would you

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do

I could not ask you where you came from
I could not ask and neither could you

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We could just kiss like real people do


Here's the link to it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VlJBDeI3fjc
(I hope it works).

Who could be meant? Any suggestions?

noten

[identity profile] jan-u-wine.livejournal.com 2014-12-31 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
.......and in the haunting,
fingers dally upon a Resonator's
neck....

oh, but that echo isn't buried,
is it,

no,
it isn't buried
as the sweet-voiced women
add their golden intonation
to the mix

and the bows pull quiet sorrow
from a cello's *hole-y* face.....

>>>>that's really a beautiful song indeed. I always wonder at people who write lyrics, since they are constrained to tell a story in about 3 minutes. It's a wonderful feat. I really can't speak to what the lyrics mean (sometimes poets write nonsensical stuff pulled from the fabrics of their dreams....this almost feels like that), but other people have *lots* of opinions:

http://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107859469340/

[identity profile] addie71.livejournal.com 2014-12-31 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks for the link, I'd never heard of Hozier before. :)

[identity profile] bellewood.livejournal.com 2014-12-31 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
You have a poet's soul my dear, you really have. You make sense of the nonsensical. You see sunshine when there is rain. You make life a happier place to be :) Thank you for the link. I had not heard him before. He has such passion in his music and his voice was meant to be heard x

[identity profile] mews1945.livejournal.com 2014-12-31 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
I love that song, and I'm glad to know what the lyrics say. The thing I like most about poetry is that it can be interpreted in many different ways, especially something as ambiguous as this one. Haunting is the word for it.

[identity profile] yeuxdebleu.livejournal.com 2015-01-01 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Hozier is very popular in the US. I love his custom made guitar. It has strings like a guitar but a banjo resonator. That gives it a very unusual sound. Thank you for posting the song, he has a beautiful voice.
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[identity profile] naemi.livejournal.com 2015-01-01 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, if that song isn't about Casey and Zeke, and Zeke's horrible past with horrible parents that Casey helps him to overcome, then I don't know :o)