Both as a standalone and as part of the DSOTS album, you can take this lyric as read. As a matter of public record, Jourgensen's drug intake was legendary even in the 1980s. By the late 90s, in his own words, he was grappling with massive addiction issues and had lost almost everything: friends, spouse, money and had nearly died more than once. "Dark Side of the Spoon" is a both funny & sad title for an album made by a musical genius who was losing the plot; and this song is a message to his fans & friends saying he knows it. It's painful to listen to so I'm glad the "Keith Richards of industrial metals" wised up and cleaned up. Well done sir.
Always over hill and dale
A wanderer walking in strides
Restlessly hitting the trail
On the dark or the sunny side
Keeping on a steady pace
Without leaving any trace
Used to nature of progress
A lot of well directed steps
Haunting the fields and the woods
Rather than the doors of men
Attending to his own moods
As a wilderness denizen
With a feeling soon renewed
Kind of withered over time
A severed stem far from its roots
Though blooming during his climb
Creeping in, the cold
Invades his inner stronghold
The icy quiver running through his bones
Reminds him suddenly that he was gone
For way too long
Too far, alone
Wherever this one is traveling
Welcomed, expected or despised
By a fireside or a chilling wind
Even-tempered, such is the wise
Not a beggar, to stay when spurned
He can't be drawn in any strife
And never got his fingers burned
By possessions, such is his life
Good-natured like the stray cat
A sense of gratitude for his beloved independence
When done with society, he's taking a step back
Just goes off quietly somewhere by himself
Surveyor of human soul
Monarch of lands that lies fallow
Honored of all he must not do against his will
And rich with all that he can afford to drop out of his hands
Most rewards are expensively sold
For attendance, curtsies and praise
Most properties are not worth this pile of gold
Gauged in time, measured in precious days
Growing, the annoyance
Abrades his inner balance
The many frictions disturbing his mind
Weaken his detachment, strengthen his view
To stay aloof
From humankind
Wherever this one is traveling
Welcomed, expected or despised
By a fireside or a chilling wind
Even-tempered, such is the wise
Not a beggar, to stay when spurned
He can't be drawn in any strife
And never got his fingers burned
By possessions, such is his life
Good-natured like the stray cat
A sense of gratitude for his beloved independence
When done with society, he's taking a step back
Just goes off quietly somewhere by himself
A wanderer walking in strides
Restlessly hitting the trail
On the dark or the sunny side
Keeping on a steady pace
Without leaving any trace
Used to nature of progress
A lot of well directed steps
Haunting the fields and the woods
Rather than the doors of men
Attending to his own moods
As a wilderness denizen
With a feeling soon renewed
Kind of withered over time
A severed stem far from its roots
Though blooming during his climb
Creeping in, the cold
Invades his inner stronghold
The icy quiver running through his bones
Reminds him suddenly that he was gone
For way too long
Too far, alone
Wherever this one is traveling
Welcomed, expected or despised
By a fireside or a chilling wind
Even-tempered, such is the wise
Not a beggar, to stay when spurned
He can't be drawn in any strife
And never got his fingers burned
By possessions, such is his life
Good-natured like the stray cat
A sense of gratitude for his beloved independence
When done with society, he's taking a step back
Just goes off quietly somewhere by himself
Surveyor of human soul
Monarch of lands that lies fallow
Honored of all he must not do against his will
And rich with all that he can afford to drop out of his hands
Most rewards are expensively sold
For attendance, curtsies and praise
Most properties are not worth this pile of gold
Gauged in time, measured in precious days
Growing, the annoyance
Abrades his inner balance
The many frictions disturbing his mind
Weaken his detachment, strengthen his view
To stay aloof
From humankind
Wherever this one is traveling
Welcomed, expected or despised
By a fireside or a chilling wind
Even-tempered, such is the wise
Not a beggar, to stay when spurned
He can't be drawn in any strife
And never got his fingers burned
By possessions, such is his life
Good-natured like the stray cat
A sense of gratitude for his beloved independence
When done with society, he's taking a step back
Just goes off quietly somewhere by himself
Lyrics submitted by EternalTearsOfSorrow
The Sovereign Lyrics as written by Martin Hamiche Marion Bascoul
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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