Vengeance is Sleeping

i like your interpretation quite a lot. <br /> <br /> this song has a sort of renewed significance to me right now. it is certainly, as you sapd, a bittersweet remembrance of a love lost. lately, i sometimes think about how this person probably really wasn't/isn't all that i made them out to be... or "the one," so to speak. <br /> <br /> it's funny because with other situations and people, i generally look at every side from every angle, almost to a fault... because it often leaves me indecisive, and unable to judge. but, when it comes to my own perspective, i think i have the tendency to neglect, or forget, the possibility that maybe expectations and reality never actually meet. like, maybe my ideas of love and what that's supposed to mean, or how that's supposed to feel, are not necessarily... how things really work. <br /> <br /> also, i think that i, however inadvertently, use certain people and things to fulfill certain roles (similar to the way we all interpret song lyrics differently, depending on how we relate to them, what they mean to us, what we want them to mean). oh, look what thoughts can do :) there seems to be no such thing as true objectivity, and so this applies to love as well. do we ever love anyone/anything simply for who they are/what it is?? we love what it is to us.<br /> <br /> i really like how she says "my love invented all of you," instead of saying "i invented all of you," as if she is somehow separate from her love, or it separate from her. <br /> <br /> "I also love the undertone of self-awareness, in the line "I dragged the clanging notion I was nobody, nobody, nobody." Kind of realizing that all this time you've thought so low of yourself that how could you have loved or been loved." -- almost choked up a bit reading this part. hit a bit too close to home, i think. the only thing is that i used to be much different. something happened (well, a lot happened)... and, over time, if you continually think so lowly of yourself, experience what you consider to be failure, think you don't try hard enough, avoid and give up, think that you are stupid, feel that you are not enough, that you barely even exist... eventually, you instill a form of self-defeat. now, i very much understand the undertone of self-awareness that you mentioned. and you become unloveable, and can't allow yourself to love. <br /> <br /> finally, i've always found this part interesting: "if you're not by now dead and buried, you're most certifiably married"... as if those are the only options. there's nothing in between. and, maybe there isn't.<br /> <br /> "a heavy burden lifted from my soul <br /> i heard that love was out of my control"<br /> -leonard cohen<br />

also, i apologize for including all of that in a reply directed only at you. got a little carried away. haha.