This is a dark love song . It might actually be my favorite of all my recordings. It's about impossible love and waiting for it to become a possibility. A bit unrequited, perhaps, or underestimated. There is such a thing as impossible love. Unreachable.. bad timing.. a world of reasons. I rather hate explaining the meanings behind my songs sometimes, because I believe one of the most beautiful aspects of music is the fact that so many different meaningful interpretations can be birthed from a single song.
Lyrics:
As the wind comes to play
I shall hang from the trees
by the feet of a crow
and I will blow a kiss
to you
And I will whisper to the moon
and to the stars and the clouds
and you'll know
that the moon can't forgive
and the stars, they just know
and the clouds melt away
like the snow
like the snow
If this tree burns straight down
to the ground
and the crow lets me go and I run
kiss me softly, my dear
and pretend not to know
because my heart can't bare
to be thrown
to the crow.
Song and photo © paintingangels (s. matthews)
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