Taken from the album "We Sink" (Morr Music, 2011) Directed by: Inga Birgisdóttir Buy here: www.anost.net/e... Follow Sóley for updates: www.soleysoley.is/ / soleysoleysoley www.morrmusic.com
I walk the road when I realise my death The road that knows about my pity, little past I grab one note and put it in my pocket With your birds I walked the roaduntil I came close to your house Your house was floating on my water I asked one tree one tree to take me in To your house And there I took all of your birds And I smashed them in my pocket-Oh And then I got the feathers off and I made myself a beautiful dress In your basement was a letter to myself You wrote it when we were married I took this note and put it in my mouth With your words And then I took all your word sand I ate them by the fire-Oh And then I tore the pages upand I made myself a beautiful dress I spoke your words out in your garden where I built my new house near your flowers, trees & bees I told our trees and bees to fly away With your words and your birds And then I took all your words and I ate them by the fire-Oh And me and your smashed birds, we danced the whole night to the moon And in the morning i climbed your tree and flew away
Back in the day this song and a few of their others would play on repeat on my iPod.... I forgot the name of the artist and the song for years and kept looking for it to this very day and I FOUND IT AGAIN! ❤️💕 I love this song so much and I never forgot it. I’m so glad I could find it again.
Beautiful song, Personally I think it's about the destruction of beauty, or more, how the destruction of beauty can create a more beautiful sight. "I took all your birds, and I smashed them in my pocket, then I cut the feathers off and made myself a beautiful dress" the destruction of perceived beauty giving way to another beautiful outcome. Yet at the same time it suggests we don't forget the origins of the beauty, eating the words by the fire, while destroying what was once said she's holding on to the lessons and nourishing her future with the new knowledge. In connection with relationships it's remember what happened, while the beautiful memories have since been smashed we can use what's left of them to make new beauty, We can hold on to the past of the failed relationship but still let it burn.
Kevin Taaffe I agree, I think people are obsessed with suffocating what was once beautiful for everyone just so they can have it to themselves. I think it means human beings are selfish and egotistical. We do whatever it takes to make us happy regardless of the people we hurt.
If a movie hasn't used this song yet, just wait for it... it'll happen. A sad romantic semi comedy like The Fault in Our Stars will pick this up sooner or later.
10 years ago the girl I liked sent me this song and band. I heard it so many times on repeat, the song just resonated with me. But after a while, I forgot it. Today I was recommended this song by RU-vid. I lost contact with the girl years ago. This song reminded me of everything I liked about her and how much I miss her. I wish I had the courage to tell her about my feelings at the time.
While visually interesting, this video doesn't represent the pain and emotional struggle and transformation beautifully and creatively presented through metaphors in the lyric. To me, it's about someone finding themselves in a dazed state of disbelief that they are now divorced and struggling to find a way to cope with and overcome their stark, lonely, and defeated emotions. While listening, I've always imagined one of those jittery, morphing hand-drawn outline animations painting the metaphors.
When two frogs hop close to one another, a worm can sing the blues to a sheep who has had a bad day, but only if the goat he massaged yesterday brought butter to ingest 12 hours prior.
And then I took all your words and I ate them by the fire, oh And me and your smashed birds, we danced the whole night to the moon And in the morning I climbed your tree and flew away
I walked the road when I realized my death The road had notes about my pity, little past I grabbed one note and put it in my pocket With your birds I walked the road Until I came close to your house Your house was floating on my water I asked one tree one tree to take me in To your house [Chorus] And there I took all of your birds And I smashed them in my pocket, oh And then I cut the feathers off And I made myself a beautiful dress In your basement was a letter to myself You wrote it when we were married I took this note and put it in my mouth With your words
