I absolutely love that song. Every time I listen to it, I can’t help but be amazed by the contrast between the way the catchy tune and upbeat word-sounds harmonize with each other to form a sublime composition, and the utter desolation contained within the actual lyrics.
I do not listen to most music for its lyrics. Often, if I look at the lyrics for a song, I am surprised by what they say—and this is true even if I sing along with the song every time I hear it. Much of the time, I can’t even understand the lyrics. (Why does Fleetwood Mac sing about a one-wing dove, anyway?)
There are several songs that I love, but which have appalling lyrics. Such is the way of music.
Hmmm. One wing dove flies in circles. Or not at all. ;-)
Most of McCartney’s post-Beatle songs are delightful but the lyrics sound as if they were written over breakfast.
Exactly. There are those that understand music and appreciate a good composition, and those that only care about the meaning of the words in the song. You can’t look at music that way. If you focus solely on the meaning behind the words, you would find yourself listening to nothing but instrumentals.
You love it, I have to move on, quickly. That’s because thinking rightly is more important to me than a momentary feeling. Besides, there’s more than enough beautiful music available that doesn’t weaken me.