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Unraveling Life's Circus: Okkervil River's Poetic Reflections
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All of the stage names evaporate

All artificial identities disappear or lose significance.

And it's just a blood flushed and heart rushing rates

The experience becomes intense, with heightened emotions and physical reactions.

Either to kick off too soon or stick around too late

The dilemma of deciding whether to start something too early or linger too long.

To be far too dear or too cut rate

To be either too precious or of low quality.


Hold my hand again like at the lake

A request or desire for intimacy, reminiscent of a past experience by the lake.

Hold that mirror babe, up to my face

Asking to confront the truth about oneself, holding a mirror to one's face.

Hear the whippoorwill

Reference to nature with the sound of a whippoorwill, setting a contemplative mood.

Am I breathing still?

A question about existence, pondering whether one is still alive.


A Hollywood Babylon bikeathon for break dancers

Describing a chaotic scene of a Hollywood Babylon bikeathon involving break dancers.

All broken down in their beds

People broken down or exhausted in their beds.

Now intravenously fed

Depicting a state of dependency, receiving sustenance through intravenous feeding.

From a bag hanging over their heads

Visualizing a medical scene with a bag hanging over their heads, possibly metaphorical.


Can I put you down for some miles?

An inquiry about commitment or support for a journey.

What do you say?

A rhetorical question about readiness for a challenging and prolonged journey.

?Cause don't you know it's going to be a long, long way

Highlighting the length and difficulty of the upcoming journey.

But if you've got the cash, I'm ready to bust my ass

Expressing a willingness to make the effort if there is financial support.


So take this thin broken down circus clown

Describing a physically and emotionally fragile circus performer.

Reject and give her the name of a queen

Suggesting a rejection and assigning a title that contradicts her appearance.

Don't I know her from the mezzanine?

Pondering familiarity with the person from a specific viewpoint.

She didn't look like no princess to me

Challenging conventional perceptions, stating she didn't look like a typical princess.


But with the proper words bestowed

Highlighting the transformative power of words.

And with her morning shoot, her evening clothes

Describing the impact of words on appearance and demeanor throughout the day.

Don't call her a prostitute, well, she ain't one of those

Rejecting a derogatory label and suggesting a more dignified status.

Just call her a proper little statue come unfroze

Emphasizing a positive transformation from a frozen state to a lively, respectable one.

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