Julia A. Noack's music can't be pigeonholed. You can hear the Folky roots, the Indie influences, a good dose of Pop, and in her clear and distinctive voice even a pinch of Country. Her songs are playful, melancholic, powerful and always deeply personal. Songs that won't let go of you: You'll be humming them on your way home, you'll take them to bed with you, and you'll find yourself whistling them in the shower in the morning.
When Will It Be
Julia A. Noack Lyrics
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Does it go back to the sea where it was born
Or does it stay in the drawers in the room you shared
Does it stay in the unmade bed
Or the shower you shared like a couple of fools
Does it die in the yard
And makes its own tomb to rest
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
Uuuuuu
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
Uuuuuu
Where does love go when it dies
Does it become just dead weight
And it makes you drag your feet
Until the end of your day
Does it stay on the very arms
Of the one you held?
Or is it growing in the garden
As posion ivy instead
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
Uuuuuu
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
Uuuuuu
Then you put your arms out
And ask for mercy instead
And you die once again , now that he’s gone from here
And you never learned to love in the same way
We will be living with these ghosts
Until the end of our days
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
Uuuuuu
Who will sing the songs?
Who will sing the songs when we are both dead?
The lyrics of "When Will It Be" by Julia A. Noack delve into the profound and complex emotions surrounding the concept of love and its ultimate fate. The song poses the poignant question of where love goes when it dies, symbolizing the dissolution of a relationship or the loss of a loved one. The imagery evoked suggests a sense of longing and yearning for the essence of love that once filled shared spaces, from the sea where it originated to the familiar drawers, unmade bed, and shower that served as intimate settings for the relationship.
The lyrics contemplate whether love lingers in the physical remnants of the past, such as the unmade bed and shared shower, hinting at the bittersweet memories that continue to haunt the living. The idea of love making its own tomb in the yard emphasizes the permanence of love's presence even in death, leaving an enduring mark on those who experienced it. The repetitive questioning of who will sing the songs after both partners have passed adds a sense of melancholy and a longing for immortality through memory and legacy.
As the lyrics progress, the weight of lost love becomes apparent as a burden that must be carried until the end of one's days, slowing down progress and casting a shadow on daily existence. The mention of love residing in the very arms of the departed and growing like poison ivy in the garden portrays love as a force that can both comfort and harm, highlighting its dual nature of joy and pain. This dichotomy adds a layer of complexity to the emotion of love and its aftermath.
The final verses evoke a sense of resignation and acceptance of the inevitability of loss and the enduring presence of ghosts in the wake of a broken relationship. The plea for mercy and the acknowledgment of death as a repeated experience emphasize the cyclical nature of love and heartbreak. Ultimately, the haunting repetition of the question of who will sing the songs after both individuals have passed underscores the profound impact of love and loss on the human experience, suggesting that the echoes of past relationships may linger long after those involved are gone.
Line by Line Meaning
Where does love go when it dies
What happens to the love that once existed when it no longer lives?
Does it go back to the sea where it was born
Does love return to its origin, like returning to the beginning of a journey?
Or does it stay in the drawers in the room you shared
Or does it linger in the memories and belongings of the shared space?
Does it stay in the unmade bed
Does it remain in the untidy bed, a reminder of intimacy?
Or the shower you shared like a couple of fools
Or does it hold onto moments of vulnerability and silliness shared in the shower?
Does it die in the yard
Does love cease to exist in the outdoor space where memories were made?
And makes its own tomb to rest
Creating a final resting place for the love that has passed away
Who will sing the songs?
Who will keep the memories alive through music once we are both gone?
Does it become just dead weight
Does love turn into a burden that weighs you down?
And it makes you drag your feet
Causing you to move slowly, burdened by the weight of lost love
Until the end of your day
Until the end of your life, carrying the weight of lost love
Of the one you held?
Reminding you of the touch and embrace of the one you loved
Or is it growing in the garden
Is love thriving and spreading like an invasive plant in the garden of memories?
As posion ivy instead
Unexpectedly harmful and persistent, like poison ivy
Then you put your arms out
Reaching out in desperation and vulnerability
And ask for mercy instead
Seeking kindness and forgiveness in the absence of lost love
And you die once again , now that he’s gone from here
Experiencing loss and grief repeatedly as the one you love is no longer present
And you never learned to love in the same way
Realizing that love can never be replicated or replaced in the same manner
We will be living with these ghosts
We will forever be haunted by the memories of love that once existed
Until the end of our days
Until our lives come to a close, these memories will linger
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Samantha Salas
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Onde tá Cabral?
Great song and presentation! nice video!
C'est Lena
Wundervoll!
Timezone Records
Klasse!
maria2liebt1rosa
Tolles Video weiter so! Lg Luan & Maria
Annika Skrzetuszewsky
Tolles Lied und Video! Viel Erfolg, habs auf Facbook geteilt! Maria hat dich empfohlen! ;-)
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talentfrei
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Richtiger Schrott. Was ist das für ein Bobschnitt hahaha