The songs about a girl who's very lonely and feels that in the great scheme of things, her life doesn't matter and no one notices her.
Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case
The first line makes her seem slightly depressed or at least sad. In the second line, she is the pretty flower; instead of flourishing and growing, she's been up rooted and she's stuck in a vase. Maybe that refers to the pattern of life she's stuck in... Her slipper is by the fireplace because thats where she spends most of her nights alone...The cello is in its case because she's lost any motivation to play it again. She's avoiding the things she used to enjoy.
And she fights for her life
as she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
as it pours
And she fights for her life
as she goes in a store
with a thought she has caught
by a thread
she pays for the bread
and she goes…
Nobody knows
The chorus describes how mundane her life is. She puts on her coat, takes the train, goes to the store, etc. But the people who are "pleasantly strange" don't realize that doing even these small tasks is a struggle for her. She's fighting for her life because she wants to make it better. But she doesn't think that anything she can do will change things.
The songs about a girl who's very lonely and feels that in the great scheme of things, her life doesn't matter and no one notices her.
Sun been down for days A pretty flower in a vase A slipper by the fireplace A cello lying in its case
The first line makes her seem slightly depressed or at least sad. In the second line, she is the pretty flower; instead of flourishing and growing, she's been up rooted and she's stuck in a vase. Maybe that refers to the pattern of life she's stuck in... Her slipper is by the fireplace because thats where she spends most of her nights alone...The cello is in its case because she's lost any motivation to play it again. She's avoiding the things she used to enjoy.
And she fights for her life as she puts on her coat And she fights for her life on the train She looks at the rain as it pours And she fights for her life as she goes in a store with a thought she has caught by a thread she pays for the bread and she goes… Nobody knows
The chorus describes how mundane her life is. She puts on her coat, takes the train, goes to the store, etc. But the people who are "pleasantly strange" don't realize that doing even these small tasks is a struggle for her. She's fighting for her life because she wants to make it better. But she doesn't think that anything she can do will change things.