Set Fire to the Third Bar
I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms
And miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms - Snow Patrol
I've been listening to the Snow Patrol album Eyes Open a LOT recently. There are a few songs on it that are extraordinarily good, but none of the songs could be considered to be bad. The album is addictive in the way that Rob Dougan's 'Furious Angels' is. The more you listen to it, the more you want to listen to it. I know that eventually I'll get tired of it, but for now I could put it on repeat 24 hours a day!
The lyrics above for Set Fire to the Third Bar gives you a taste of the content but not the craft. The vocals match the emotive content of the lyrics perfactly and the music sets a vivid backdrop upon which playful prose frolics. Each song is very well crafted and the album has a comforting feeling, sort of like being set adrift on the high seas, it gently lifts and lowers you like the swell of the ocean. It really is excellent.
Set Fire to the Third Bar features vocals by Martha Wainwright sister of the rather Rufus Wainwright. Martha is a talent in her own right and I've also been listening to a few of her tracks, Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole is, well, different.
Anyway I digress, if you can get your hands on Eyes Open do yourself a favour and listen to it end to end without interruptions. If you are too tight to buy the album on my recommendadtion you can find some low quality samples at Amazon here.
2 Comments:
sorry to be niggley, but i'm pretty sure the line is "The distance from A to where you'd B". it's just i think this shows his subtly and awareness in a great use of language that conveys 2 tiers of meaning.
Set THE fire to the 3rd bar.
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