I just had to respond to karmacat:
("Crying like a fire in the sun." Cry like a fire, son, the enormity of burning pain cannot even be comprehended, like if you think a fire burns, imagine how hot the sun is )
As a sometime writer of poetry I love hearing how people can misinterpret some of my words - but then words can be deliberately ambiguous and misleading. However with the lyric above I see a simple metaphor for pointless tears. Of course I could be totally wrong.
Imagine the sun - a giant infernal ball of nuclear fusion. Now drop a fire into it. Pretty insignificant. Like "a drop in the ocean" a "fire in the sun" is a lost and meaningless thing. Just as Rutger Hauer at the end of "Blade Runner" says - "...like tears lost in rain." That is to say that they are un-noticed, un-heeded, pointless, lost.
How about this - Shakespeare's Portia says "How far that little candle throws his beams. So shines a good deed in a naughty world." I see there a double meaning; on the one hand the comparison of the luminosity of candle light piercing the gloom to the shining beacon of goodness amongst evil; but on the other hand (especially if spoken with sarcasm) how the light from one small candle is so insignificant in such a dark place and such is the good deed lost in an ostensibly evil world.
Sorry to ramble.
I just had to respond to karmacat: ("Crying like a fire in the sun." Cry like a fire, son, the enormity of burning pain cannot even be comprehended, like if you think a fire burns, imagine how hot the sun is )
As a sometime writer of poetry I love hearing how people can misinterpret some of my words - but then words can be deliberately ambiguous and misleading. However with the lyric above I see a simple metaphor for pointless tears. Of course I could be totally wrong. Imagine the sun - a giant infernal ball of nuclear fusion. Now drop a fire into it. Pretty insignificant. Like "a drop in the ocean" a "fire in the sun" is a lost and meaningless thing. Just as Rutger Hauer at the end of "Blade Runner" says - "...like tears lost in rain." That is to say that they are un-noticed, un-heeded, pointless, lost. How about this - Shakespeare's Portia says "How far that little candle throws his beams. So shines a good deed in a naughty world." I see there a double meaning; on the one hand the comparison of the luminosity of candle light piercing the gloom to the shining beacon of goodness amongst evil; but on the other hand (especially if spoken with sarcasm) how the light from one small candle is so insignificant in such a dark place and such is the good deed lost in an ostensibly evil world. Sorry to ramble.