Low Red Moon
Corinne Bailey Rae Lyrics


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So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land, strange, man.

Holding hands of tiny horses,
Hold them, hold them kindly,
Man

Low red moon,
How can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like baby?

'Cause you, you shine so different on another
You shine different on another
Strange moon

I look up, and I see
The raising of an old hope,
Brave and tattered.

A shining knight is shining eyes,
He shines around me brightly.
So now, I say this is beautiful.
I think you are, strange.

Low red moon, how can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like a baby?

'Cause you, you shine so different on another.
You shine different on another.

Strange moon, strange land, strange, man
You made me cry when I was young,
And I was young.
Now I got strong arms,
Strong arms for a girl,
And I say,
He belongs to me.




He belongs to me.
He's a human bed of roses.

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Corinne Bailey Rae's song "Low Red Moon" suggest a sense of disorientation and unfamiliarity. The singer is in a strange land, under a strange moon, with a strange man. The image of "holding hands of tiny horses" adds to the dreamlike, almost surreal quality of the scene. The low red moon itself seems to embody a sense of mystery and otherness, as the singer wonders how it can "sleep like a baby" while shining so differently on different people.


As the song continues, however, there is a subtle shift towards a more positive interpretation of the situation. The singer sees the "raising of an old hope" and feels that a "shining knight" is watching over her. There is a sense of beauty and wonder in this unfamiliar landscape and in the man who was once so "strange" to her but now "belongs to me." The repeated refrain of the moon shining differently on another suggests that every person and every situation can be seen in multiple ways, depending on one's perspective.


Overall, "Low Red Moon" seems to be about the power of perception and the human capacity for finding beauty and meaning in even the most unfamiliar or unsettling circumstances. The imagery of the moon, the strange land, the tiny horses, and the shining knight all contribute to a sense of magic and wonder, while the repeated references to crying when young and the metaphor of the "human bed of roses" suggest a hard-won strength and resilience.


Line by Line Meaning

So what, you think this is usual?
Do you think that this situation is normal or typical?


Strange moon, strange land, strange, man.
The moon, land, and man all seem unfamiliar and foreign.


Holding hands of tiny horses,
Taking care of precious, small creatures.


Hold them, hold them kindly, Man
Gentle encouragement to treat others with kindness and respect.


Low red moon, How can you sleep like a baby, Sleep like baby?
The bright and unusual moon is so striking that it's difficult to ignore or sleep through.


'Cause you, you shine so different on another You shine different on another Strange moon
The moon contrasts with other moons and celestial bodies; it stands out as unique and fascinating.


I look up, and I see The raising of an old hope, Brave and tattered.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, albeit one that has been through difficult situations and struggles.


A shining knight is shining eyes, He shines around me brightly.
The radiant and impressive qualities of a heroic person seem to emanate in all directions.


So now, I say this is beautiful. I think you are, strange.
Describing the object of admiration as strange and mysterious, yet still captivating and delightful.


Low red moon, how can you sleep like a baby, Sleep like a baby?
The moon's unusual color and location in the sky make it almost impossible to ignore or rest peacefully.


'Cause you, you shine so different on another. You shine different on another.
The bright red color of the moon stands out from other celestial objects and is captivating in its uniqueness.


Strange moon, strange land, strange, man You made me cry when I was young, And I was young.
Reflecting on past experiences of sadness and unfamiliarity, perhaps even loss or heartbreak.


Now I got strong arms, Strong arms for a girl, And I say, He belongs to me.
Feeling empowered and confident in one's abilities, to the point of declaring ownership or protection over another.


He belongs to me. He's a human bed of roses.
Describing the joy and comfort that another person brings, in poetic terms.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: TANYA DONELLY

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