What Makes the Sunset?
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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What makes the sunset?
What makes the moonrise?
What makes the tide remember to hide and why does it soon rise?
What makes a star fall?
Where does it fall to?
Why does it's flight make us stop in the night and wish as we all do?

And what holds a cloud together?
What makes the sky so blue?

What makes the sunset?
What makes the moonrise?
Is it my love for you?

And what holds a cloud together?
And what makes the sky so blue?

What makes the sunset?




What makes the moonrise?
Is it my love for you?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of What Makes the Sunset by Frank Sinatra are full of existential questions about the mysteries of the natural world. The song expresses a sense of wonder and curiosity about the universe and how it works. The singer marvels at the beauty of a sunset, questions why the tide ebbs and flows, and wonders what makes the stars fall from the sky. He also contemplates the color of the sky and the movement of the clouds, pondering what holds them together. Through the song, he is grappling with the limitations of human knowledge and understanding, and finds solace and inspiration in the possibility that his love for someone might be the force that governs the universe.


The song is a metaphor for the awe-inspiring power of love and its ability to inspire deep contemplation about the nature of existence. The singer seems to suggest that love is a force that rivals the power of the natural world, capable of shaping the sky and making the stars fall. However, he ultimately returns to the question of what actually makes the sunset and the moonrise, suggesting that it is perhaps a mystery that cannot be fully answered by science or reason, but rather must be experienced and appreciated on its own terms.


Overall, What Makes the Sunset is a romantic and poetic meditation on the magnificence of the world around us, and the ways in which love can inspire us to contemplate its wonders.


Line by Line Meaning

What makes the sunset?
What causes the sun to appear to go below the horizon, creating the appearance of a colorful and beautiful end to the day?


What makes the moonrise?
What causes the moon to appear in the sky as the sun sets, creating a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere?


What makes the tide remember to hide and why does it soon rise?
What is responsible for the cyclical movement of the ocean, with tides receding and reappearing, and what causes this pattern to occur?


What makes a star fall?
What causes a star, a seemingly immovable and constant object in the night sky, to suddenly shoot across the horizon and disappear?


Where does it fall to?
Where does the star go after it 'falls' or disappears from our sight?


Why does it's flight make us stop in the night and wish as we all do?
What is it about the sudden and fleeting appearance of a shooting star that causes people to pause and make a wish or reflect on their hopes and dreams?


And what holds a cloud together?
What natural force keeps clouds, made up of tiny water droplets, from simply evaporating and disappearing into the atmosphere?


What makes the sky so blue?
What causes the sky to appear blue during the day, despite being black during the night, and what is responsible for the variations in shade and hue that we see?


Is it my love for you?
Could it be that these natural phenomena are inexplicably tied to emotions of love and admiration for another person, creating a deep and profound connection through nature?


What makes the sunset?
What is the cause behind the creation of a beautiful and awe-inspiring sunset, a reminder of the end of the day but also the promise of a new dawn?


What makes the moonrise?
What is behind the appearance of a tranquil and peaceful moonrise, lighting up the night sky and casting shadows across the landscape?


Is it my love for you?
Could there be an underlying connection between these natural phenomena and the intense feelings of love and affection for another person?




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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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