I believe this is more personal than fictional. I just read an interview where he passingly mentions that this is a personal song, and it makes sense. I don't know that anyone's being killed (perhaps hard to believe from a Nick Cave song) but i just don't see it.
I think niahm's close with the mental disorder. Always got the image of hospital bands from "crazy braclets" and the sweeping highs and lows of this woman seem to suggest this as well. She is many conflicting things, perhaps at separate times, or simultaneously. Whichever the case, this enigma of a woman is infatuating to him, and he write glorious and terrible things about her.
What has always stuck with me most (perhaps in that it's tattooed on me....or maybe thats why i did it...either way) is the line "all things move toward their end. i knew before i met her that i would lose her" I know this feeling, and its so remarkably and simply stated here. This intangible sensation you can't place that this great thing is fleeting, and the recognition of that at the outset. Prophetic and sad. She was a demon, and an angel, and in the end, she is a memory and a song.
I believe this is more personal than fictional. I just read an interview where he passingly mentions that this is a personal song, and it makes sense. I don't know that anyone's being killed (perhaps hard to believe from a Nick Cave song) but i just don't see it.
I think niahm's close with the mental disorder. Always got the image of hospital bands from "crazy braclets" and the sweeping highs and lows of this woman seem to suggest this as well. She is many conflicting things, perhaps at separate times, or simultaneously. Whichever the case, this enigma of a woman is infatuating to him, and he write glorious and terrible things about her.
What has always stuck with me most (perhaps in that it's tattooed on me....or maybe thats why i did it...either way) is the line "all things move toward their end. i knew before i met her that i would lose her" I know this feeling, and its so remarkably and simply stated here. This intangible sensation you can't place that this great thing is fleeting, and the recognition of that at the outset. Prophetic and sad. She was a demon, and an angel, and in the end, she is a memory and a song.