Cathedrals
Heidi Talbot Lyrics


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In the shadows of tall buildings
Of fallen angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
The line moves slowly past the electric fence
Across the borders between continents

In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is

In the shadows of tall buildings
The architecture is slowly peeling
Marble statues and glass dividers
Someone is watching all of the outsiders
The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
Past the mosaic of the head of state

In the shadows of tall buildings
Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
Someone is listening from a safe distance




The line moves slowly into a fading light
A final moment in the dead of night

Overall Meaning

The repetitive images and themes in Heidi Talbot's "Cathedrals" depict the alienating and oppressive realities that exist within large urban spaces, particularly in New York and Rome. The singer describes the multiple layers of deprivation and exclusion present in these cities - for example, "fallen angels on the ceilings" and "marble statues and glass dividers" which perpetuate a separation between insiders and outsiders. The song's narrator describes a journey through a maze-like urban landscape, where time moves slowly and the line between narratives - between history and modernity, between the privileged and invisibilized - is permeable yet ultimately insurmountable. The poem's closing images of "open arches endlessly kneeling" and "sonic landscapes echoing vistas" suggest a hopeful transcendence of these boundaries, yet the poem ends on an ominous and unresolved note - the line moving "into a fading light / a final moment in the dead of night."


Throughout this poem, Talbot emphasizes the way that architectural spaces both reflect and exacerbate the emotional and psychic upheaval of urban spaces. For example, "in the shadows of tall buildings / the architecture is slowly peeling" evokes a crumbling and forgotten past which haunts the present. Talbot also juxtaposes the "oily feathers in bronze and concrete" with "faded colors, pieces left incomplete," suggesting that the city's aesthetic contradictions are emblematic of its more pernicious structural injustices. Ultimately, "Cathedrals" is a haunting and incisive commentary on the disorienting and oppressive psychological effects of life in the contemporary city.


Line by Line Meaning

In the shadows of tall buildings
Amidst the towering skyscrapers


Of fallen angels on the ceilings
With artwork depicting heavenly beings no longer worshipped


Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Symbols of flight, artfully crafted in permanent materials


Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
Artwork in disrepair, reflective of societal decay


The line moves slowly past the electric fence
The journey is perilous, with borders secured by brute force


Across the borders between continents
Frequenting countries, seeking progress and prosperity


In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
Places of worship in metropolitan centers with grandeur


There is a feeling that you should just go home
Experiencing a sense of longing for comfort and familiarity


And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
Perpetually searching for a place to truly call home


The architecture is slowly peeling
Structures aging and undergoing visible wear-and-tear


Marble statues and glass dividers
Works of art and partitioning elements within grand buildings


Someone is watching all of the outsiders
Eyes follow the unfamiliar, identifying those who don't belong


The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
Proceeding through gates and checkpoints with procedural attention to detail


Past the mosaic of the head of state
Viewing artwork depicting the figurehead of the government


Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Architecture featuring repetitive elements that invite introspection


Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
Sounds that reverberate throughout physical space


Someone is listening from a safe distance
An observer taking note from afar


The line moves slowly into a fading light
Continuing through uncertain territory, light giving way to darkness


A final moment in the dead of night
An ending at the darkest hour




Writer(s): Jay Clifford

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