I'm not sure if this is a sick interpretation of me projecting my own personal feelings, but I have listened to this song for years and I just now got the feeling that this song is about his murder of his ex girlfriend.
"Your cold dark face reminds me of the night we learned to smoke, fireflies at our lips" a very beautifully poetic line but is he reflecting over her dead body of the many memories they shared?
"Thirty-seven years until I show my face again, steal this moment, make it worth saving." Either a reference to a jail sentence or his going into hiding after the action. So he takes this opportunity, as it will be the last action he takes before he must leave and remembers every second of the last moments of his dying love.
"Light sleeper, what keeps you from waking?" as he hovers over her bed in the dark...
"The clocks are flipping on their backs" a metaphor for the death of time, the end of a life, her time is up.
"I'm brooding over broken nights, I break each sentence like a limb, like a limb" as he hacks apart the pieces to her body.
The song closes with him screaming in a violent fit, maybe the actual thrust of the knife into her body. This might be a really twisted interpretation of a beautiful song, like I said I've listened to this song for years and this only just occurred to me.
I'm not sure if this is a sick interpretation of me projecting my own personal feelings, but I have listened to this song for years and I just now got the feeling that this song is about his murder of his ex girlfriend.
"Your cold dark face reminds me of the night we learned to smoke, fireflies at our lips" a very beautifully poetic line but is he reflecting over her dead body of the many memories they shared?
"Thirty-seven years until I show my face again, steal this moment, make it worth saving." Either a reference to a jail sentence or his going into hiding after the action. So he takes this opportunity, as it will be the last action he takes before he must leave and remembers every second of the last moments of his dying love.
"Light sleeper, what keeps you from waking?" as he hovers over her bed in the dark...
"The clocks are flipping on their backs" a metaphor for the death of time, the end of a life, her time is up.
"I'm brooding over broken nights, I break each sentence like a limb, like a limb" as he hacks apart the pieces to her body.
The song closes with him screaming in a violent fit, maybe the actual thrust of the knife into her body. This might be a really twisted interpretation of a beautiful song, like I said I've listened to this song for years and this only just occurred to me.