Stockholm City Blues
Urban Lamentations: Mark Lanegan's Stockholm City Blues Unveiled
Lyrics
Starin' out the window of this hotel room
Contemplating life from a hotel room.
The waxing and waning, giant northern moon
Observing the phases of the northern moon.
Brother Aldo, are you good for a few more bucks?
Asking Brother Aldo for financial help.
I promise someday soon I'm gonna change my luck
Expressing a hope for a positive change in luck in the future.
The rain is makin' rivers of the Stockholm streets
Describing rain transforming Stockholm streets into rivers.
Soakin' through my coat, through my boots, to my feet
Feeling the rain permeate through clothing and boots.
No one can ever tell me when enough's enough
Unsure when to stop, pushing limits relentlessly.
Descendin' every ladder to the final rung
Descending metaphorical ladders to life's final stages.
I pay for this pain, I'm runnin' through my blood
Acknowledging the cost of pain in one's life.
You couldn't ever tell me when enough's enough
Ignoring warnings about excess and not knowing when to stop.
To trade a few more nickels for another nail
Trading small gains for potential future losses.
Don't let my will give out before my body fails
Fearing mental or emotional fatigue before physical decline.
Taxi to the corner, it's another mile
Continuing a journey, knowing it's a long road ahead.
It'll be another corner, somewhere else tomorrow
Expecting challenges in different places tomorrow.
No one can tell me that enough's enough
Defying limits and pushing through challenges.
I pay for this pain I put into my blood
Acknowledging the price paid for the pain experienced.
The choppin' and churnin' of the northern tides
Describing the powerful and relentless nature of emotional turmoil.
Rip at a wound as deep as the ocean is wide
Comparing emotional wounds to the vastness of the ocean.
And I thank my God because I prayed for it
Grateful for pain relief, possibly through medication.
I went to my knees when the medicine hit
Praying for relief and finding solace in faith.
And felt the slightest sting as though an insect bit
Feeling a minimal but noticeable effect of medication.
No one could ever tell me that it's time to quit
Rejecting advice to quit or give up.
The faint and flickering light is my candle barely lit
Holding onto a dim and fragile hope.
Brother Aldo, are you good for a few more bucks?
Asking Brother Aldo for financial assistance again.
No one could ever tell me that enough's enough
Resisting the notion that limits should be set.
I pay for this pain I put into my blood
Acknowledging the ongoing cost of the pain endured.
I pay for this pain I put into my blood
Repeating the acknowledgment of the ongoing cost of pain.
I pay for this pain I put into my blood
Reiterating the repetitive and enduring nature of pain's cost.
No one could ever tell me that enough's enough
Rejecting the idea that there is a point where enough is enough.
You couldn't ever tell me that enough's enough
Challenging the notion that limits can be defined.
Stockholm city blues
Summing up the emotional state as the "Stockholm city blues."
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