A Cottage For Sale
Boulevard Of Broken Dream Lyrics
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Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale
The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
Our beautiful garden has withered away,
Where you planted roses,the weeds seem to say,
From every single window, I see your face,
But when I reach a window, there's empty space.
The key's in the mail box the same as before,
But no one is waiting any more,
The end of the story is told on the door.
A cottage for sale.
The song "A Cottage for Sale" by Boulevard of Broken Dreams describes a scene of a small and deserted cottage, once a dream home now stripped of its life and love. The castle of dreams that was once their pride and joy has now faded into a distant memory, leaving nothing but shadows and emptiness. The shades are drawn, the garden has withered away, and the roses have been replaced by weeds. It is as if the cottage itself is lamenting the loss of a life that was once lived within its walls. The singer is deeply affected by the sight of it, and his heart is heavy with the memories that come flooding back when he sees it.
As he looks out of every window, he sees the face of his lover, but when he reaches the window, there is nothing there but emptiness. The key is still in the mailbox, but there is no one waiting anymore. It is a bittersweet reminder of what once was, and now that time has come to an end. The end of the story is revealed on the door, a final statement that the dream is gone, and there is nothing left but an empty cottage for sale.
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a place that was once full of life and love, now reduced to a mere shell of what it once was. It's a poignant reflection on the passage of time, the passing of love, and the fading of dreams. It's a song that speaks to anyone who has loved and lost, and reminds us that even the most beautiful things in life are fleeting.
Line by Line Meaning
Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
Our once beloved home that was filled with happiness and hopes for the future, now remains as an empty and lifeless shell devoid of all the dreams we once had.
Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
The house now stands abandoned, its shades all closed, and it remains a silent, lonely place that echoes with memories of the past.
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
As I look at this empty and lifeless house that was once filled with love and laughter, my heart is weighed down by a deep sense of sadness and longing for what once was.
A cottage for sale
This house that was once a joyful home is now up for sale, a mere commodity for someone to purchase and live in, without any knowledge of the history and memories it holds.
The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
The once well-manicured lawn that we took pride in, is now overgrown and strewn with hay, a symbol of how the once prized things in our lives are now neglected and forgotten.
Our beautiful garden has withered away,
Our once beautiful garden, filled with colorful flowers and lush greenery, has now withered away and died, just like the love and happiness that once bloomed within our home.
Where you planted roses,the weeds seem to say,
The plants that you lovingly tended to and nurtured, have now been replaced by weeds that seem to mock and taunt us with their relentless growth.
A cottage for sale.
This house that was once filled with love and memories, is now just a commodity for sale, a hollow shell of what it once was.
From every single window, I see your face,
Every window in this empty house reminds me of you, of the love and laughter that we shared within its walls, and the happiness that we once knew.
But when I reach a window, there's empty space.
But as I approach each window, all I see is the emptiness and loneliness that now pervades our once happy home.
The key's in the mail box the same as before,
The key that once granted us access to our home, still remains in the mailbox, but it now serves as a grim reminder of what we have lost.
But no one is waiting any more,
Although the key remains, there is no one there to welcome us home. The love and happiness that once filled this house is gone, lost forever.
The end of the story is told on the door.
The door to our home, which once contained so many happy memories, now stands as a symbol of the end of our story. It is a bitter reminder that all good things must come to an end.
A cottage for sale.
The house that we once called home, is now just a commodity for sale, with no memories, no love, and no happiness to call its own.
Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Larry Conley, Willard Robinson
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Trina Q
I really adore your Swinging 60's version of this tune, Robyn. You're right, Green Day definitely would have thrived had they been around thirty years earlier.
Fenicio López
60s Jazz or Surf Rock, either of both had to be incredible. (At least for this song) 😃
BigSkippy1263
Or they would be mocked for calling themselves "punks"
Jogo mal mas sou feliz!
Simplesmente apaixonado pela música dessa mulher!!!!!
eigon
You knocked it out of the park with this one! The phrasing at the chorus is so creative, definetely made the cover your own.
Matt Brown
Whoever mixed this track is a genius. That is all.
Tawn LR
Robyn keeps singing the OST to my childhood! Loving your versions always.
Maxwell
the reharmonization in the bridge is perfect, fits so well with the melody
Forgotten_sKiLL
You know it's a good vibe when the instrumentalists smile in between breaks. Love the passion and energy! You are all playing with something in your head that connects with the music.
TheRealFLX81
This is one of your best covers yet, absolutely love the vibe! Also you look so fine in that groovy outfit... Oh behave! 😍