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Melodic stanzas
are symphonizing their way
through your weary head
To feed your distrust
And fill it's mouth with the desire
to soulfully be one with your creation
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
The crowd waits
and turns their faces
towards you expectantly
you give them what they need
But their useless criticism
makes you die
a bit more inside
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
Oh, I swoon
while loudspeakers play soft music
Leaning
over your fourtieth masterpiece
You must have loved
the colour of these violins
I wish I knew you
Your fit of insanity makes me sad
I wish you knew
your music was to stay forever
And I hope....
I have no clue
if you know how much it matters
And i hope....
are symphonizing their way
through your weary head
To feed your distrust
And fill it's mouth with the desire
to soulfully be one with your creation
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
The crowd waits
and turns their faces
towards you expectantly
you give them what they need
But their useless criticism
makes you die
a bit more inside
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
Oh, I swoon
while loudspeakers play soft music
Leaning
over your fourtieth masterpiece
You must have loved
the colour of these violins
I wish I knew you
Your fit of insanity makes me sad
I wish you knew
your music was to stay forever
And I hope....
I have no clue
if you know how much it matters
And i hope....
Lyrics submitted by darkagnes
Track duration: 07:43
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Observe:
Imagine that the first stanza refers to a man constantly preocupied by music, most likely his one, to the point of exhaustion.
Look at the 4th stanza - imagine the man's composition going before a croud of listeners. They get what they've paid for but all they have to say about his work is pintless to him. Why? Look at the third stanza now - he's work is of divine inspiration therefor not a subject to control.
Now the later part of the song becomes more personal as she relates to the man. She feels the desire to know this persona - it also hints us here that they are separated by ages and such a thing is but a fantasy.
The very last part of the song makes it all very clear:
"I wish you knew
your music was to stay forever"
What beter way to honour a genius musician than by claiming his music has standed the test of time. In a way i feel Anneke wishies this for herself so it's possible that this song is not about a long gone artis but about the gathering and their expectations for the future.
I find this song to by by far the best song of the band, both lyricaly and instrumental. Quite frankly none of the other songs have this complexity and eloquence
I think Yang offered a fine interpretation of the song. In addition, i would like to say that while i consider Travel to be The Gathering's finest moment, i dont think it is the only song that has complexity and depth that characterize "the very best" music. I think TG has quite some songs that stand as unique "all-time" art-music masterpieces, and Travel is probably the most enchanting of them all. I cant describe how profoundly the song affects me, it plucks some hidden cord within me, some fundamental layer that resonates with my whole being, so i listen to Travel only when i feel emotionally and spiritually elevated, when i am prepared for the experience of going to that nearly sacred place, for The Travel that is...
"if you know how much it matters"
"Your fit of insanity makes me sad"
"To feed your distrust
And fill it's mouth with the desire
to soulfully be one with your creation"
...been in this situation and can prefectly relate these lyrics that way to myself.
//Seattle
My favorite part would have to be "Leaning/over your fourtieth masterpiece/You must have loved/the colour of these violins" Everytime I listen to this song I ponder what these lyrics mean.
Anyone want to enlighten me?