If I Can't Have Their Worship, I Want Their Pity
Yearning for Mercy: Yasmin de Laine's Haunting Tale of Love and Loss
Lyrics
It's time the young plants are hardened
Expressing the need for resilience and toughness in young individuals.
Carefully lest we bruise the stems
Emphasizing the importance of being cautious to avoid harm to the vulnerable parts.
Damage the delicate roots
Highlighting the potential damage to fragile foundations if not handled carefully.
The exposure is too gradual
Suggesting a slow and subtle exposure, possibly to life's challenges.
My agony perennial
Expressing enduring pain or suffering.
Mother taught me mercy in the cutting of soft things
Recalling a lesson from the speaker's mother about showing compassion in dealing with delicate things.
I sing quietus at the altar of beauty
Expressing a desire for peace or release at the altar of beauty.
If I can't have their worship, then I want their pity
Desiring either admiration or pity if worship is unattainable.
The shame of being born to someone they'll bury
Acknowledging the burden or shame of existence, anticipating a future funeral.
Daughter craves my comfort more than my violence
Contrasting the speaker's nurturing side with a potential for violence.
She was not born with my lilting fingers
Noting the daughter's lack of inherent skills or traits from the speaker.
I know that she's a monument to the bodies inside me
Viewing the daughter as a reminder of past experiences and losses.
That awful place where the emptiness lingers
Reflecting on a haunting emptiness from a specific place in the speaker's past.
Mother taught me mercy in the cutting of soft things
Reiterating the lesson about mercy learned from the speaker's mother.
I sing quietus at the altar of beauty
Expressing a desire for tranquility or release in the presence of beauty.
If I can't have their worship, then I want their pity
Reiterating the desire for admiration or pity in the absence of worship.
The shame of being born to someone they'll bury
Echoing the burden of existence and anticipation of a future burial.
I bury daughter in the backyard with the animal bones
Symbolically burying the daughter, possibly representing emotional detachment.
I love them so much it tears me apart
Expressing intense love for something, even if it causes emotional pain.
What else but to consume all that you could have been
Contemplating consuming or absorbing the potential of what the daughter could become.
Each heart devours the other heart
Emphasizing the devouring nature of hearts, possibly exploring themes of emotional intensity or interconnectedness.
Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other heart
-Each heart devours the other
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