In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
The drinking dens are spilling out
There's staggering in the square
There's lads and lasses falling about
And a crackling in the air
Down around the dungeon doors
The shelters and the queues
Everybody's looking for
Somebody's arms to fall into
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
There's frost on the graves and the monuments
But the taverns are warm in town
People curse the government
And shovel hot food down
The lights are out in city hall
The castle and the keep
The moon shines down upon it all
The legless and asleep
And it's cold on the tollgate
With the wagons creeping through
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
The garrison sleeps in the citadel
With the ghosts and the ancient stones
High up on the parapet
A Scottish piper stands alone
And high on the wind
The highland drums begin to roll
And something from the past just comes
And stares into my soul
And it's cold on the tollgate
With the Caledonian blues
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
What it is
It's what it is now
There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick
There's a lantern in the tower
Wee willie winkie with a candlestick
Still writing songs in the wee wee hours
On Charlotte Street
I take A walking stick from my hotel
The ghost of Dirty Dick
Is still in search of little nell
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
Oh, it's what it is
What it is now
There's staggering in the square
There's lads and lasses falling about
And a crackling in the air
Down around the dungeon doors
The shelters and the queues
Everybody's looking for
Somebody's arms to fall into
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
There's frost on the graves and the monuments
But the taverns are warm in town
People curse the government
And shovel hot food down
The lights are out in city hall
The castle and the keep
The moon shines down upon it all
The legless and asleep
And it's cold on the tollgate
With the wagons creeping through
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
The garrison sleeps in the citadel
With the ghosts and the ancient stones
High up on the parapet
A Scottish piper stands alone
And high on the wind
The highland drums begin to roll
And something from the past just comes
And stares into my soul
And it's cold on the tollgate
With the Caledonian blues
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
What it is
It's what it is now
There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick
There's a lantern in the tower
Wee willie winkie with a candlestick
Still writing songs in the wee wee hours
On Charlotte Street
I take A walking stick from my hotel
The ghost of Dirty Dick
Is still in search of little nell
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
Oh, it's what it is
What it is now
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What It Is Lyrics as written by Mark Knopfler
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This song, I must conclude, is about Edinburgh. Numerous references (Tollgate, Caledonian Blues, Charlotte Street, the parapet [which refers to the Castle]). Also, nice Dickens reference (Dirty Dick in search of Little Nell). I think it's brilliantly atmospheric.
Just reading the lyrics out loud and not muffing them is a task! I love this song, in part because of the wonderful word pictures it paints. The tollgate, the moon shining down on the legless and asleep, Caledonian blues, on and on. A history recounted in a few minutes time. Clever, complicated and always so rich in meaning- wrapped up in a lovely melody. Class. Pure class.
I'm pretty certain that most of this song refers to Edinburgh, Scotland. Lots of drinking dens & taverns, graves and the monuments. There's the castle and the keep, and even tollgate. "...the ancient stones" refer to the Stone of Scone, the Scottish coronation stone that was broken in half and sits in Edinburgh Castle.
On Charlotte Street I take A walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty Dick Is still in search of Little Nell
Charlotte Street is near the Castle, in the Edinburgh New Town, and Dirty Dick's is pub near there.
I agree 100%. Saw Mark Knopfler live a few months after visiting Edinburgh, and I realized the connection. I think the production and feel on the album version really captures the feel of that city as well.
The writer is observing the daily pettiness of human behavior, while the importance of solitude and loneliness are on his mind. On this particular night, people are not just eating, they're "shoveling food", getting drunk, complaining, as if they didn't have any real worries.
All the while, the writer is observing "frost on the graves" and people waiting in line at the homeless shelters and soup lines.
They are protected in the night by the garrison and the toll taker. But, the garrison is asleep watching over nothing but old ghosts, and the toll taker is cold and has someone on his mind.
It's modern times. Places change, but, people stay the same. The dungeon doors, the castle, the horse and wagons all suggest that people have been doing the same meaningless activities for hundreds of years. So, what's changed? Here, Knopfler hints at the Iron Hand from his final DS album.
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Knopfler purposely references Bentley, as he too in this song is still searching for those lost "arms to fall into".
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@StevenPascali Fantastic take on this wonderful, soulful song.
@StevenPascali Wow, great interpretation. Will need to read that a couple more times. Thanks.
@StevenPascali Great analysis and contribution, thanks!
@StevenPascali Great analysis and contribution, thanks!
I was interested in the line "the ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of little Nell", I didn´t really find out what it means, although I read Charles Dickens´ "Old curiosity shop"(not in English but in German)(great book) where Little Nell is the main charakter. Does anybody know what relation Charles Dickens had to Edinburgh, because I couldn´t find out yet.
Edinburugh was a fairly cultural city in Dickens time as to was London, part of the British Empires' greatest cities, it also attracted engineers, philosphers, doctors lawyers, etc and also novelist and romantics. C Dickens was one of them i'd imagine.
The greatest Knopfler song ever. Simple as that! Love the fiddle with electric guitar combo, which Knopfler does so very well. Highly satisfying for the evocative lyrics and inimitable music.
The song mixes up the references to "Dirty Dick" and Little Nell, the latter a character in Dickens' The Old Curiosity Shop. "Dirty Dick" was a London ironmonger who went crazy when his fiancee, Nell, died the day before the wedding. There is a Dick Swiveller who looks for Little Nell. "Dirty Dick" may be looking for Nell, but not in the pages of Dickens' novel.
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Their is also the line "wee willie winkie with the candle stick/ still writin' songs in the wee wee hour" which is from some movie. I love the guitar solo.
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From "The Real Mother Goose" book of nursery themes there is this:<br /> <br /> "Wee willie Winkie<br /> Runs through the town<br /> Upstairs, downstairs<br /> In his nightgown,<br /> Rapping at the window, <br /> Crying at the lock,<br /> 'Are all the children in their beds,<br /> For now it's eight o'clock!' " <br /> and in the illustration he is a VERY young boy, barefoot, and holding a candle in a gold colored candlestick with a handle for index finger to go through and palm and thumb under the plate part just as they used in houses at night.<br /> I wish I knew who "Dirty Dick" as both names sound very Dickensian and I don't imagine Dirty Dick was sexually dirty but poor orphan no-bath dirty.