Domestic Wool
Whispers of Resilience: Unveiling Love's Depths in 'Domestic Wool'
Lyrics
I wish you'd shush
I desire silence from you.
For once, just be.
Just exist without making noise.
I wish you'd shush
Reiteration of the desire for silence.
For once, kiss me.
Instead, share a moment of intimacy with a kiss.
I've given up on finding that love
I have abandoned the search for a particular kind of love.
Buried so deep, beneath all that mud.
This love seems buried deeply, obscured by challenges.
I wish you'd shush
Expressing the wish for quietness once more.
For once, kiss me.
In contrast, share a moment of affection by kissing.
Ring around the roses, pockets full of doses
A reference to a nursery rhyme, suggesting a dark side or hidden issues.
Seen it all shatter before like this in this art.
Experiencing the breaking of something valuable in this artistic context.
You're not gonna pull
You won't deceive me.
domestic wool over my eyes
A metaphorical expression emphasizing resilience and perceptiveness.
Hungry for the camera
Desire for attention, perhaps in a glamorous or public setting.
and those late Manhattan nights
Referencing nightlife in Manhattan and its allure.
You'll be the glass, I'll be the wine, I don't mind.
Imagery of being complementary like wine and glass, without objection.
I don't mind.
Emphasizing acceptance and lack of objection once more.
I wish you luck, no, really I do.
Wishing good fortune genuinely.
And no mean mr. monster is coming down on you.
Assurance that no harm will come from a fictional "mr. monster."
Pick me up to break me down
Emphasizing the cycle of being lifted up and brought down.
It don't matter, don't matter
Asserting that the specific action doesn't matter.
Speed me up to slow me down
Highlighting the contradiction in the speed of actions.
It don't matter, mad hatter
A playful reference to the character "Mad Hatter" from Alice in Wonderland.
I wish you'd shush
Repeating the desire for silence.
For once, kiss me
Reiterating the call for a kiss instead of words.
Ring around the roses, pockets full of doses
Recurrence of the nursery rhyme, suggesting recurring issues.
Seen it all shatter before like this in this art.
Revisiting the theme of artistic breakdown and fragility.
You're not gonna pull
Reasserting resilience and perceptiveness.
domestic wool over my eyes
Continued resistance against deception, using the metaphor of domestic wool.
Hungry for the camera
Desire for attention in glamorous and late-night settings.
and those late Manhattan nights
Reiteration of the complementary nature, accepting roles without objection.
You'll be the glass, I'll be the wine, I don't mind.
Continued acceptance and lack of objection to the roles defined.
I don't mind.
Emphasizing once again the acceptance and lack of objection.
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