The Hounds Of Winter
Ê·Í¡Sting Lyrics
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I rise from my bed
Collect my thoughts together
I have to hold my head
It seems that she's gone
And somehow I am pinned by
The hounds of winter
Howling in the wind
I walk through the day
My coat around my ears
I look for my companion
I have to dry my tears
It seems that she's gone
Leaving me too soon
I'm as dark as December
I'm as cold as the man in the moon
I still see her face
As beautiful as day
It's easy to remember
Remember my love that way
All I hear is that lonesome sound
The hounds of winter
They follow me down
I can't make up the fire
The way that she could
I spend all my days
In the search for dry wood
Board all the windows and close the front door
I can't believe she won't be here anymore
I still see her face
As beautiful as day
It's easy to remember
Remember my love that way
All I hear is that lonesome sound
The hounds of winter
They follow me down
A season for joy
A season for sorrow
Where she's gone
I will surely, surely follow
She brightened my day
She warmed the coldest night
The hounds of winter
They got me in their sights
I still see her face
As beautiful as day
It's easy to remember
Remember my love that way
All I hear is that lonesome sound
The hounds of winter
They harry me down
The Hounds of Winter is a poignant ballad by Sting that speaks about loss and mourning. The song intends to convey the hopeless feeling that accompanies the loss of a loved one. Sting's use of winter imagery throughout the song emphasizes the singer's feeling of coldness and loneliness. In the first verse, the singer wakes up feeling lost and unable to shake off his feelings of despair. He longs for his companion as he walks through the day, hoping to dry his tears, but he is held captive by the howling winds of winter represented by the hounds of winter. The singer feels trapped, with no escape from the constant pain he feels regarding the loss of his love.
The second verse of the song builds on the first, with Sting setting the refrain "I still see her face as beautiful as day." It reminisces to happier moments with the loved one and laments the absence of warmth and comfort that the singer used to feel. Sting uses the metaphor of wood and fire, which are elements that keep us warm, to show how the absence of the loved one makes the singer always feel cold. The yearning for the lost love intensifies in the final verse. The singer accepts the inevitability of sorrow and that somehow he will follow his love where she is gone. The harrying hounds of winter signify that no matter what, the singer cannot escape the pain.
Line by Line Meaning
Mercury falling
The temperature is falling
I rise from my bed
I wake up from my sleep
Collect my thoughts together
I try to organize my thinking
I have to hold my head
I feel overwhelmed and need to steady myself
It seems that she's gone
My significant other has left me
And somehow I am pinned by
I feel trapped and unable to move forward
The hounds of winter
My feelings of sadness and loss
Howling in the wind
My emotions are strong and difficult to ignore
I walk through the day
I go through my daily routine
My coat around my ears
I'm trying to stay warm and protect myself
I look for my companion
I search for my lost loved one
I have to dry my tears
I'm trying to compose myself and not show my emotions
Leaving me too soon
My loved one died unexpectedly
I'm as dark as December
I'm filled with sadness and despair
I'm as cold as the man in the moon
I feel numb and emotionless
All I hear is that lonesome sound
All I can think about is my sadness
I can't make up the fire
I can't find the will to do anything productive
The way that she could
My loved one was better than me at providing comfort and warmth
I spend all my days
I'm consumed by grief
In the search for dry wood
I'm struggling to find a way to cope
Board all the windows and close the front door
I'm shutting myself off from the world
I can't believe she won't be here anymore
I'm in denial about my loved one's death
A season for joy
The winter season is traditionally associated with happiness and celebration
A season for sorrow
For me, winter is now a time of sadness
Where she's gone
My loved one has died and gone to the afterlife
I will surely, surely follow
I'm so grief-stricken that I fear I will die from a broken heart
She brightened my day
My loved one brought happiness into my life
She warmed the coldest night
My loved one made me feel better when I was at my lowest
They got me in their sights
My feelings of sadness and loss are always with me
They harry me down
My emotions are overwhelming and continue to affect me
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GORDON SUMNER
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@LostSoulsParadoxicalDoctrine
In this day and age of technology, I see the masses gathering and saying, but not listening.
Posting replies is now the norm of "communication", disturbingly so, as the song implies...
"We" (all of mankind online) are loosing touch with what is actual communication, aka give and take, listening and reciprocation of the verbal, the total digestion of and integration of the information from the individual.
If we do not return to a form of personalized and intimate interactions, then we might as well not bother with such things as "individual rights".
Why bother speaking out if no one is willing to listen, why bother with speaking up if no one is going to reply.
I am referring to the "online communication" specifically, as the simplistic approach of it is actually quite damning and very much NOT truly communicating... like watching a movie and declaring a feeling of connection to the characters. True as it may be, still only a placebo to the real thing. An illusion of, but not to replace... just as a written sentence carries not the intricacies of nuance in spoken, all online is but a farce to what is really happening.
Virus or not, this isolation predates, and is far more prevalent than just a few years worth.
Artists have seen it coming for a long time, the signs ignored all the same...
...if anyone has read this far, I give you my hope, I give you my praise, and I have faith that you will take from this how truly precious another's time truly is.
Don't cry, I will handle that part.
Smile and let them know how you feel about their times with you!
@sonofgod.436
lamentations 3:26
it is good that a man should both hope and quietly for the salvation of the LORD.
proverbs 17:28
even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.
1 timothy 2: 11-14
let the woman learn in silence with all subjection.
psalms 141:3 set a watch, oh LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
@dennistaylor288
I am 82 years old and a fan of the S&G version, but I am totally overwhelmed by Disturbed's cover. It is fascinating, mesmerizing, and I simply can't get enough of experiencing the emotion.
This is what great music is all about. World class.
@wish21100
Dennis ❤️
@goliathraydjc1617
@@wish21100 ?
@johnhanson4795
thats because youve seen so many things in your life and it brings back memories
@diarmuidkuhle8181
And great music is also about, and always has been, musicians taking inspiration from one another and building on each other's creativity.
@stephdorward2868
I am middle aged and love the original but I couldn't agree more - this version makes me want to laugh and cry at the same time
@caseypicklecopter
Me and my husband use to lay in bed listening to this. He passed away due to cancer. First time I sit and listen to this since his death three years ago. Very hard to do
@nitromarc
Sorry for the loss of your husband
Peace
@joanarodriguez8304
Sorry for your loss. May God grant you peace to your heart!
@carabiner7999
Oh, my sweet darling, know that our hearts go out to you, during this terrible time of loss and grief. No words can ever truly comfort us, but this incredibly hard step is one more on your path of healing. Hopefully, this will become easier to hear, and then a celebration of time spent with love. x