ironically, i only "got" this song when i turned 20 this year.
i think it's about how a father's troubled past later shapes his daughter's life. the father was very wounded and having been damaged, he became reserved and stoic, eventually not being very generous with his emotions. i'm not sure why he's a dyign breed though.
later on, when he has a child, his stoicism affects his daughter's emotional outlook on life. because of the lack of love embraced in the household, she's unfamiliar with the concept and ends up cold, thus the metaphor of "snow falling" for her. all her acquaintances and relationships were nothing more than superficial - hence the "she's twenty years of strangers looking into each other's eyes". and because she was never really immersed in any substantial emotional involvement she never really felt passionate about anything ("never truly hated anyone or anything"). so she lives her life like a blank piece of paper, acummulating nothing, choosing not to hurt herself by not hurting or loving anyone.
but she longs for the moss, which is to say, she doesn't want to be all clean anymore. she wants to break, to feel, to live and to love. but she ends up looking for it in all the wrong places - since she didn't know where to start and ends up in some dodgy street with lots of dirty old men and weird people.
so her conquest for some adventure ends up in disappointment and once again she's disillusioned and heads out for the books that are a more secure alternative as she's merely the vicarious observer, and delights in watchin "the words float out like holograms".
ironically, i only "got" this song when i turned 20 this year.
i think it's about how a father's troubled past later shapes his daughter's life. the father was very wounded and having been damaged, he became reserved and stoic, eventually not being very generous with his emotions. i'm not sure why he's a dyign breed though.
later on, when he has a child, his stoicism affects his daughter's emotional outlook on life. because of the lack of love embraced in the household, she's unfamiliar with the concept and ends up cold, thus the metaphor of "snow falling" for her. all her acquaintances and relationships were nothing more than superficial - hence the "she's twenty years of strangers looking into each other's eyes". and because she was never really immersed in any substantial emotional involvement she never really felt passionate about anything ("never truly hated anyone or anything"). so she lives her life like a blank piece of paper, acummulating nothing, choosing not to hurt herself by not hurting or loving anyone.
but she longs for the moss, which is to say, she doesn't want to be all clean anymore. she wants to break, to feel, to live and to love. but she ends up looking for it in all the wrong places - since she didn't know where to start and ends up in some dodgy street with lots of dirty old men and weird people.
so her conquest for some adventure ends up in disappointment and once again she's disillusioned and heads out for the books that are a more secure alternative as she's merely the vicarious observer, and delights in watchin "the words float out like holograms".