Deep in the woods of western Pennsylvania vocoders hum amongst the flowers and synths bubble under the leaf-strewn ground while flutes whistle in the wind and beats bounce to the soft drizzle of a warm acid rain. As the sun peeks out from between the clouds, the organic aural concoction of Black Moth Super Rainbow starts to glisten above the trees.
Lollipopsichord
Black Moth Super Rainbow Lyrics
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When summer is done sleep for all of us
The lyrics to Black Moth Super Rainbow's song Lollipopsichord are hauntingly beautiful yet cryptic in their meaning. The repetition of "When summer is done sleep for all of us" creates a sense of impending doom or perhaps a cyclical nature to life. The line implies that when summer ends and the leaves fall, all will go to sleep, which can be seen as a metaphor for death. The use of "all of us" is an inclusive pronoun, which could mean that this fate applies to everyone, regardless of age, gender or social status.
The song's melody and instrumentation contribute to the eerie vibe of the lyrics. The use of a lollipopsichord, which is a toy instrument similar to a melodica, creates an otherworldly atmosphere. The distorted vocals and fuzzy guitar add to the dreamlike quality of the song. The overall effect is both hypnotic and unsettling, leaving the listener with a sense of unease.
Line by Line Meaning
When summer is done sleep for all of us
Once summer comes to an end, we all collectively go to sleep in a metaphorical sense.
Kids don't grow up, we just learn to live like one
We never truly grow up, we just adapt and learn to function like responsible children.
Rain comes down and washes your eyes but you don't see it
Sometimes clarity and understanding come with cleansing, but it's possible to remain blind to it.
You just stay in your dream, laughing at nothing
Remaining in a state of blissful ignorance or delusion, content with a figment of your imagination.
Lollipopsichord, fingered by a chord
A playful juxtaposition of two unrelated things, potentially suggesting the absurdity or randomness of life.
Lost for good, we hope they all come back
When we lose someone or something, we hold onto the hope that it will return to us.
Time crawls and time flies, like a weakened butterfly
The perception of time can feel both slow and fast, but ultimately it is fleeting like a butterfly that has lost its strength.
Lollipopsichord, off a silver ford
Another whimsical combination of disconnected things, perhaps highlighting the unexpected and irrational nature of reality.
Rainbow colored doors, spinning in our world
Bright and vivid opportunities present themselves constantly, but can be dizzying and disorienting.
They think they're getting in, but they're really getting out
People may see themselves entering something new or exciting, but in reality they are leaving behind something else.
Contributed by Henry S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.