So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Recuerdo la vez que nos conocimos
En aquella ocasión no pude brindarte la mejor versión de mi
Estaba herido, lastimado, estaba roto
Pero una tarde de sonrisas sanaron mi corazón y fue cuando me di cuenta que
Quería permanecer a tu lado para siempre
Mi compañera mi ayuda mi soporte
Dios te trajo a mi para hacerme más fuerte
Nuestra unión no es casualidad ni algo de suerte
Nacimos el uno para el otro hasta la muerte y
Gracias por permanecer aquí todavía
Quiero que estés conmigo hasta el final de mis días y
Nunca encontraría ninguna otra compañía
Que sea como tu, oh amada mía y
Eres la única y no la primera
Contigo aprendí que un "te amo" no es pa' cualquiera
Cocinando ser mejor quisiera
Pero a veces siento mami que te desesperas
Y espera, mi hermosa dama mi hermosa guerrera
Aunque tengamos baches en nuestra carretera
No permitamos que este amor muera
No dejemos de correr juntos la carrera, y eh
Yo que todo lo he logrado contigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron, ah ah
Tu que todo lo has soñado conmigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron
Me conociste en catia siendo un buhonero
Mientras trataba de surgir en el camino
Cuando te vi, supe que tú eras primero
Me importaba poco ya la venta de ajo y comino
Empezamos siendo amigos y tus amigos
Se enojaban mucho conmigo
Porque era evidente a veces
Que quería formar un cordón de tres dobleces
Y fueron muchas las veces
Que comparecimos antes los jueces por
nuestras estupideces
Porque cuando no podía, te besé y
Me encanta porque eres romántica
Tu me apoyas en todas mis facetas
Cuando vendía me compraste una cesta
Y ahora que canto; eres mi fanática Yeah
Como tú no hay ninguna
Mami contigo tengo una fortuna
Y si es muy cara la luna
Entonces, yo te llevo a las dunas, oh oh
Yo que todo lo he logrado contigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron, ah ah
Y tu que todo lo has soñado conmigo mi amor
Aunque lo intentaron yeah
Es Jorge Prince baby
Son muchas las cosas que hemos vivido y
Después de tanto, no podemos mirar atrás
Dios bendice el fruto de nuestro amor
Con tu llegada, hermoso bebé
En aquella ocasión no pude brindarte la mejor versión de mi
Estaba herido, lastimado, estaba roto
Pero una tarde de sonrisas sanaron mi corazón y fue cuando me di cuenta que
Quería permanecer a tu lado para siempre
Mi compañera mi ayuda mi soporte
Dios te trajo a mi para hacerme más fuerte
Nuestra unión no es casualidad ni algo de suerte
Nacimos el uno para el otro hasta la muerte y
Gracias por permanecer aquí todavía
Quiero que estés conmigo hasta el final de mis días y
Nunca encontraría ninguna otra compañía
Que sea como tu, oh amada mía y
Eres la única y no la primera
Contigo aprendí que un "te amo" no es pa' cualquiera
Cocinando ser mejor quisiera
Pero a veces siento mami que te desesperas
Y espera, mi hermosa dama mi hermosa guerrera
Aunque tengamos baches en nuestra carretera
No permitamos que este amor muera
No dejemos de correr juntos la carrera, y eh
Yo que todo lo he logrado contigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron, ah ah
Tu que todo lo has soñado conmigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron
Me conociste en catia siendo un buhonero
Mientras trataba de surgir en el camino
Cuando te vi, supe que tú eras primero
Me importaba poco ya la venta de ajo y comino
Empezamos siendo amigos y tus amigos
Se enojaban mucho conmigo
Porque era evidente a veces
Que quería formar un cordón de tres dobleces
Y fueron muchas las veces
Que comparecimos antes los jueces por
nuestras estupideces
Porque cuando no podía, te besé y
Me encanta porque eres romántica
Tu me apoyas en todas mis facetas
Cuando vendía me compraste una cesta
Y ahora que canto; eres mi fanática Yeah
Como tú no hay ninguna
Mami contigo tengo una fortuna
Y si es muy cara la luna
Entonces, yo te llevo a las dunas, oh oh
Yo que todo lo he logrado contigo
Aunque lo intentaron no nos separaron, ah ah
Y tu que todo lo has soñado conmigo mi amor
Aunque lo intentaron yeah
Es Jorge Prince baby
Son muchas las cosas que hemos vivido y
Después de tanto, no podemos mirar atrás
Dios bendice el fruto de nuestro amor
Con tu llegada, hermoso bebé
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
June 25 Lyrics as written by Jorge Ormeño
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Stunning song. A metaphysical ballad of sorts.
This song has a definite sense of foreboding. On one hand you could say it is an introspective song about a past girlfriend/wife. On the other hand if you read into the lyrics a bit deeper there seems to be more. Specifically, the pasta simmering at the beginning of the song and then, as Prince is ruminating about listening to Richie Havens and wishing he'd been born on the Woodstock stage, then the interesting line "But I'm just here, waitin', and waitin', and waitin'". Waiting for her? Waiting for his end?
Then realizes he let the pasta burn on the stove. Is Prince alluding to the fact that he sensed, due to his deteriorating health, that he was fast approaching his own end? Literally taken, Prince was so preoccupied with his ex and his place in the world that he forgot to pay attention, screwed up, and let the pasta burn. In a deeper sense, could it be talking about Prince being so consumed with his music and his love life that he didn't pay attention to his deteriorating health and was near the time he'd pay the consequence? Is that what the line "Pasta simmers on the stove in June/Makes no sense yet, but it will soon"? It'll make sense soon after more things transpire? Is Prince saying goodbye? It sorta seems so.
Also the "it's June" part of the lyric - the last time Prince said that was in his famous song "Sign O' The Times". In that great song, June is the month that Prince says his cousin is now a heroin addict. He says "it's June" here as well. In fact Prince ends the song, and the album with those two words. Does "it's June" mean things have reached a critical point with his health, his life?
Even if unintentional, the sense of foreboding in the music and lyric of this song are particularly poignant when you take into account the fact that Prince was a mere eight months from passing away when this song and the album (HitNRun Phase 1) were released.
@Rickvee Hi very interesting about June although I believe the part where he mentions 'Somebody famous had a birthday 2day but all I saw was another full moon' gives insight into his longing 2b accepted away from the fame which was of course impossible but it shows how lonely he was 'All I saw was another full moon' is him alone so alone its really quite sad I believe he was profoundly depressed. It breaks my heart
Wow sorry but I just had 2say just noticed the part where u mention Prince referred 2 June last in his Sign o the times which is really insightful either he was a genius or its some weird coinsidense but his cousin doing heroin last June and now he himself dependent on opiates is almost surreal he is as u pointed out very reminicent
@Rickvee To me, this song is about his ex visiting him on his birthday. He puts some pasta on the stove for the two of them. They try to make some light conversation, but there's so much tension and no-one wants to kill the mood. His thoughts wander off, thinking about what they had together, his career, his feeling of being out of place, not being recognized for the artist/musician he truly is. Prince is the famous person whose birthday is celebrated on radio/tv/newspapers. But what does it really mean? He is still alone in his house, and the only one visiting is his ex. It's just another lonely day. Fuck, the pasta!
When I listen to this is feel it is about either Mayte or Manuela (what year was it written? .. )
He's waiting .. No one shows up.
Relationship is conflicted.
His wife is just a dream.
Their bodies are out of sync.
I think he just realized .. He's got 'food cooking' but the object of this loyalty is interested in some one else. Intimacy with someone else. It was his birthday.
Just another 'fool moon'.
'Why did you come to this planet why did you come to this life?' (Not to be a real wife). Born way too late .. (When marriage has lost it's meaning and sanctity?)
The music just goes round.
Waiting waiting. Irrelevant to his lover. What did you have for lunch today? Yeah like How would I know? But yes I do know. I know what you did.
On my birthday. A profound disappointment. Off having lunch with some one else but still locked into a sorry charade.
Meaningless conversations of untruth.
That's what i get. Impending separation and divorce. This wife is cheating on him .. it's his birthday and she was supposed to be there .. She's not a 'true' 'wife,' after he sacrificed something precious. His faith.
Instead, he is the fool starving and cold .. Unloved. left out in the cold.
After wife number two he was shattered and never married again.
Any body else have any thoughts? Must be the pasta burning .. It's probably his heart. Not mad. Sad. Irrelevant to the one that means something to him.
Love his poetry.