Olio
Echoes of Lost Love: The Haunting Melody of 'Olio' by The Rapture
Lyrics
I called you on the telephone 'cause I was lonely
Feeling lonely, I reached out to you via phone.
I called you up just to hear you
I called you just to hear your voice.
Your eyes I know are a cold, cold blue
Your eyes are cold and blue.
Pale whit skin dead like a mannequin
Your skin is pale, resembling a lifeless mannequin.
Seem to fade
A sense of fading or disappearing.
Looking and not wanting to come up to date
Observing but hesitant to engage with the present.
Like a broken clock
Comparing to a broken clock - stuck and not moving forward.
The hand is still
The hand of the clock remains motionless despite the pain.
Through the pain I was watching as sound hit my ears
Experiencing pain while absorbing sounds.
We don't fit anymore
Realization that the relationship no longer fits.
We don't fit anymore
Reiteration of the disconnect in the relationship.
Not the same
Emphasizing the difference and change.
Not the same
Repetition of the idea that things are not the same.
Not the same, same, same
Further emphasis on the altered state of affairs.
Ripped up in the shadows
Feeling torn apart and concealed in darkness.
Over and over again
A repetitive cycle of being torn apart.
I remember before as your mouth
Recollection of a time when physical closeness was intimate.
It touched my face
Your mouth touching my face is a memorable moment.
Small hands grabbing me
Reference to small hands gripping tightly.
Trapped in my thoughts
Feeling trapped within one's thoughts.
You repeating like a machine gun
Your words repeating like a relentless machine gun.
Phantasmagoria
Use of "Phantasmagoria" suggests a chaotic and surreal experience.
The times pelting me
Reflecting on times that bombard and overwhelm.
Pelting me
The intensity of experiences hitting repeatedly.
Ripped up in the shadows
Feeling torn apart and concealed in darkness (repeated).
Over and over again
A repetitive cycle of being torn apart (repeated).
Over and over again
Reiteration of a continuous cycle of being torn apart.
Over and over again
Continued emphasis on the repetitive nature of the struggle.
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