A Certain Slant of Light
David Sylvian Lyrics


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There's a certain slant of light
Winter afternoons
That oppresses, like the heft
Of cathedral tunes

Heavenly hurt, it gives us
We can find no scar
But internal difference
Where the meanings are

None may teach it, any
'Tis the seal of despair
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air

When it comes, the landscape listens
Shadows hold their breath




When it goes, 'tis like the distance
On the look of death

Overall Meaning

In David Sylvian's song A Certain Slant of Light, the lyrics are a meditation on the melancholic experience of winter afternoons. The slant of light that appears on winter afternoons is symbolic of the human condition, where the heaviness of existence, like the weight of cathedral tunes, can be crushing. The "heavenly hurt" that the light brings is difficult to put into words or even recognize because it is an internal sensation, a difference in us that exists where the meanings are.


The light, in its oppressive nature, can be seen as a metaphor for depression, a state that can not be fully understood or taught to others. It is a seal of despair, an imperial affliction from the air itself that affects us all. When the light comes, it changes the landscape, and the shadows hold their breath, and when it goes, death is suggested in the distance. The poem could be seen as an acknowledgement of the sadness that one feels in the waning of life, in the cold and dark of winter, and the inevitability of our ultimate end.


In summary, David Sylvian's poetic lyrics in A Certain Slant of Light is a meditation on the existential weight of existence, the melancholy of winter afternoons, and the power of the slant of light to transform the landscape and emotions that it touches.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a certain slant of light
On winter afternoons, a particular type of sunlight emerges


Winter afternoons
Only appears in the winter afternoons


That oppresses, like the heft
Like the weight of something heavy, it feels oppressive


Of cathedral tunes
Similar to the feeling one experiences while listening to solemn church music


Heavenly hurt, it gives us
Although not physically painful, it creates a sense of emotional suffering


We can find no scar
There isn't a visible mark or injury


But internal difference
The difference is within our thoughts and feelings


Where the meanings are
Where the emotions and thoughts are most affected


None may teach it, any
Nobody can explain or teach how to avoid it


'Tis the seal of despair
It's a signature mark of hopelessness and sadness


An imperial affliction
A dominating and powerful pain


Sent us of the air
Comes to us from the atmosphere


When it comes, the landscape listens
The environment becomes extremely silent when it happens


Shadows hold their breath
The shadows seem to stop moving


When it goes, 'tis like the distance
When it ends, it gradually fades like a faraway sound


On the look of death
That which one might expect to see at the time of death




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