Moonchild
Karen Matheson Lyrics


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The candy planets cannot close your eyes
They cannot hold you, rhinestone lullabies
That cradle and croon babes in their beds
They cannot hush the hornets in your head
Moonchild, moonchild

Like Billy Pilgrim unstuck in time
Fiddle in your hand, climbing down the vine
What cannot be owned must be condemned
They think you've got something belonging to them

Moonchild, high on high
Moonchild, born to make your mother cry
Moonchild, howling all night to the moonchild

The sky is falling, have you had enough?
Leave your bones to the dogs of love
Take your place with the clowns and the saints
Biting on the bridle beneath the greasepaint

Moonchild, high on high




Moonchild, born to make your mother cry
Moonchild, howling all night to the moonchild...

Overall Meaning

In Karen Matheson's song 'Moonchild', the lyrics are cryptic and full of imagery that can be interpreted in multiple ways, inviting the listener to think and imagine beyond the words. The opening line "The candy planets cannot close your eyes" can be interpreted as the incapacity of material possessions to provide comfort and safety, even the idea of escaping into another world through candy planets is not enough to forget the ones' own demons. The following lines "They cannot hush the hornets in your head" gives a clear indication that the candy planets were merely an illusion and that the character is carrying a burden in the form of their own thoughts and struggles, which can't be silenced by any external object. It is interesting to note that Karen Matheson's vocals in this song are in Scottish Gaelic, a language that adds its own mystery and depth to the song.


The lines "Like Billy Pilgrim unstuck in time, Fiddle in your hand, climbing down the vine" allude to Billy Pilgrim, a character from Kurt Vonnegut's novel Slaughterhouse-Five, who becomes unstuck in time after being abducted by aliens. The reference implies that the character is in a state of confusion or disorientation, which is reflected in the next line "What cannot be owned must be condemned", highlighting the idea that society cannot understand or accept something that doesn't fit into established conventions.


The chorus "Moonchild, high on high, Moonchild, born to make your mother cry, Moonchild, howling all night to the moonchild" seems to be addressed to the character, whose behavior is unconventional and disruptive, resulting in their mother's sadness. The repeated use of the word 'Moonchild' creates a sense of self-identification, as if the character is owning their quirks and embracing their identity.


Line by Line Meaning

The candy planets cannot close your eyes
All the impressive material things in this world aren't enough to give you peace


They cannot hold you, rhinestone lullabies
Even the most soothing and luxurious sounds cannot control you


That cradle and croon babes in their beds
The same lullabies will work on infants but not on you as an adult


They cannot hush the hornets in your head
The inner turmoil in your mind is too strong to be silenced by anything external


Moonchild, moonchild
The one who is always yearning for something beyond the ordinary


Like Billy Pilgrim unstuck in time
Feeling lost in time like the lead character in Slaughterhouse Five


Fiddle in your hand, climbing down the vine
Using a symbol of creativity as a means to escape from reality


What cannot be owned must be condemned
People think that if they can't take ownership of something, then it must be wrong in some way


They think you've got something belonging to them
Others feel entitled to what they believe should belong to them, even if it's not justified


Moonchild, high on high
Always elevated in consciousness and perception


Moonchild, born to make your mother cry
Someone with an unpredictable and unmanageable nature that makes their loved ones worry


Moonchild, howling all night to the moonchild
Continuously seeking guidance and understanding from a higher power


The sky is falling, have you had enough?
Feeling like everything is out of control and wondering if you can handle anymore


Leave your bones to the dogs of love
Surrendering yourself to the open and unpredictable nature of love


Take your place with the clowns and the saints
Acknowledging the beauty in the strange and unusual characters in the world


Biting on the bridle beneath the greasepaint
Hiding a wild spirit beneath a composed exterior




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