(1) Lovers are the brain child of gifted lyricist and heartbroken hero Carolyn Berk (CUBBY), the doe-eyed, silken voiced vagabond whose intimate tales of love and loss have garnered her overwhelming critical acclaim. Torrents of emotion fill each song on Lovers' sophomore release, The Gutter and the Garden, but an unflinching, underlying kindness runs throughout. Achingly beautiful string arrangements, subtle vocal harmonies, and layered soundscapes create a perfect musical accompaniment to Berk's breath-taking imagery and nuanced narratives.
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Lovers have successfully followed their brilliant debut release Starlit Sunken Ship, over which the Boston Phoenix raved, "Carolyn Berk's songs are full of breathless melancholy and a sinking, infinite sadness. In them you hear hints of the circus-funeral magic-realist run-on folk song of Neutral Milk Hotel, the dreamy twilight grandeur of Mazzy Star, Bright Eyes' last-gasp heartstring soliloquies, and the ghosthaunted majesty of Magnetic Fields' loneliest highways. But I'll be damned if Berk isn't a more entrancing spell caster than any of them."
(2) Swedish project that released one album in 2013, Addicted To Drugs.
Now That You're a Ghost
Lovers Lyrics
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The lyrics of Lovers' "Now That You're a Ghost" are an emotional portrayal of a person going through a difficult phase in their life - one where they struggle to find meaning and love. The first line of the lyrics, "You've been drawing houses on your mattress and your sheets with the hope it won't be long until it's all the metaphor you need," suggests that the person has resorted to imagining a better life for themselves. They've turned to creating their world on their bed, perhaps as an escape from reality.
The next line, "at home above your parents' dresser was a portrait of the sea," suggests that the person is familiar with the image of the vast sea, a reflection of life's seemingly endless possibilities, but at the same time, it can also be overwhelming. The lines, "and all the months you second-guessed their love and looked for it in me" portrays the person struggling with unresponsive and unsympathetic parents who push them to seek love elsewhere.
The following lines show the person surrounded by friends, but still feeling lonely and trapped. "Lying in the road with everyone you know wrapped around your wrists, filling in the holes." The later lines also suggest despair and hopelessness: "you raise your cup. say, "here's to all the months you've never noticed anything." _ 100 knotted ropes. your hands are forming fists, but there's nothing that they hold onto."
Finally, the lyrics shift towards the acceptance of their situation; the person starts leaving notes behind and decorating their dreams with yellow gauze. They seemingly have accepted their ghostly existence - perhaps because they feel like they have no place in the physical world. The lyrics don't end on a positive note, but the person seems to have found their way of coping with the difficulties of life - through imaginative creation.
Line by Line Meaning
You've been drawing houses on your mattress and your sheets with the hope it won't be long until it's all the metaphor you need.
You have been drawing houses on your beddings and hoping it will eventually be enough to represent your longing for a home.
At home above your parents' dresser was a portrait of the sea. and all the months you second-guessed their love and looked for it in me.
You used to see a painting of the sea above your parents' furniture and doubted their love for you, seeking it within me instead.
Lying in the road with everyone you know wrapped around your wrists, filling in the holes. the _ are homeless _ for someone to haunt, to be their host.
While lying on the road, your acquaintances restrain you, filling the void, which they are looking for someone or something to possess.
Puppets stage at dawn. you say, 'all i want is some concern or someone to care for me.' you raise your cup. say, 'here's to all the months you've never noticed anything.'
Figures perform at sunrise, and you say you just want someone to care about you, then you lift your drink and toast to the months when nobody noticed anything about you.
_ 100 knotted ropes. your hands are forming fists, but there's nothing that they hold onto.
Your hands become fists while grasping hundred tied ropes, yet they hold onto nothing.
You're filling up bottles with dirty roof-touched rain and lining them against the porch's edge and whispering as you'd say, 'if winter comes before i find someone to cover up this stain, i'll lie down and cover it myself but never get up again.'
You're collecting dirty rain from the roof and placing them in bottles along the porch; you whisper that if winter arrives before someone can cover up your pain, you will lay down and cover it yourself and never get back up.
Now that you're a ghost, you leave in little notes taped to the bricks these sad and somber poems.
Now that you're a ghost, you leave sad and melancholic poems in little notes taped to bricks.
With ribbons up, the palest yellow gauze all decorate your dreams and tie a knot or make a bow across any broken scenes.
In your dreams, the palest yellow gauze is tied in knots or bows and decorates everything, including broken scenes.
Contributed by Declan E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@mulyawati4774
Yelling at the sky
Screaming at the world
Baby, why'd you go away?
I'm still your girl
Holding on too tight
Head up in the clouds
Heaven only knows
Where you are now
How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?
I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Never got the chance
To say a last goodbye
I gotta move on
But it hurts to try
How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?
I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?
I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
@7clouds
Do you believe in ghosts? 👻
@cupidmixr___8397
Yup
@jbillet5864
They haunt me🙄♥️
@amitbasnett6396
Yes 😷😷😷
@user-hg8gt1dd6d
Yes
@breezytheanimator1386
Yup
@JenicaMallariMacaspac1230
My mom died 9 years ago and i got married last 2019. It was the best yet saddest day of my life. Saw my husband's parents dancing together. So my dad and I danced with my mom's favorite song.
@haphidasarapyngrope844
It does not get easier does it? 😔 Lost mine in August,and today is two months since she left. Life isn't the same anymore
@haphidasarapyngrope844
I hope His eases the pain in your heart and give you the strength and courage to move on
@eshahumad8209
😭❤️