Salt
Madrugada Feat. Ane Brun Lyrics


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No life, no life without a fall
Now the wind has swept us all
Down to this mission wall
And the love, the love we pray to keep

Has buried us so deep
And me singing this same sad song
How I fell into her arms
Her warm and loving arms

She said: You can never be free
You can never be like me
Now I'm a mad dog and I'll be
Now you honey on my tree

Whether sweet tomorrow
In the mellow wallow
Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow, yeah

We will never have it all
Tonight I'm screaming at the wall
Peel the paint of my window rail
Touch, material has no choice

Peel the paint off with my voice
'Curse this city's deplex song
Now I'm sleeping on the floor
Honey I'm soaking wet and

Oh they're coming out, they're coming out, they're coming for me
As long as we are free
We'll be doomed to live and die
Under the great suburban sky

And I'll always holler
In the mellow wallow
Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow

Jesus

Heaven, heaven head of hell
You are treating me quite well
Washed me up upon a shore
Now I'm scratching down your door

All the words become my hands
Cold and broken on the floor
Peeling gooseflesh off your back
Pulling back your long black hair

Now this beauty is my queen
Skinny arms so very slow
A perfume neck and a blanket so small
Oh, what beauty, oh what bridge

I will sleep tomorrow
And in the mellow wallow
Oh, there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow

Oh, and I fall to be controlled
Lost and swept away
I will always wait it out
Won't you listen now

Let me sleep tomorrow inn
We'll never have it all
Now the wind has swept us all
Down to this mission wall

And see, the rhythm is your hand




Speed the rhythm, speed the band
This is the bright amphetamine sky

Overall Meaning

The song "Salt" by Madrugada is a hauntingly beautiful and melancholic ballad that explores the themes of love, loss, and the struggles of life. The lyrics seem to describe a relationship between two people who are deeply in love but are doomed to live and die under the "great suburban sky." The chorus of the song, "In the mellow wallow," seems to suggest that the singers of the song are resigned to the fate that life has dealt them.


The opening lines, "No life, no life without a fall, now the wind has swept us all, down to this mission wall," set the tone for the rest of the song. The characters in the song seem to be trapped in a cycle of pain and suffering, unable to break free despite their best efforts. The lines "And me singing this same sad song, how I fell into her arms, her warm and loving arms" seem to suggest that despite everything, the characters still find solace in each other's company.


The theme of hopelessness and despair is further reinforced in the lines "You can never be free, you can never be like me, now I'm a mad dog and I'll be, now you honey on my tree." The characters in the song seem to have resigned themselves to their fate and are just waiting for the inevitable.


Overall, "Salt" is a powerful song that captures the struggles and complexities of life. The haunting melody and the poignant lyrics make it a must-listen for anyone who has ever felt lost or alone.


Line by Line Meaning

No life, no life without a fall
Life is full of ups and downs, and one cannot truly appreciate it without experiencing both.


Now the wind has swept us all
Life is unpredictable and can change suddenly, without warning.


Down to this mission wall
Sometimes life can lead us to a dead end or a difficult situation, without any clear way out.


And the love, the love we pray to keep
Love is powerful and something that we hope to maintain and cherish throughout our lives.


Has buried us so deep
Love can consume us and make us lose sight of other things in life.


And me singing this same sad song
The singer has been singing about their troubles or heartache for some time, perhaps without any resolution or change.


How I fell into her arms
The singer experienced a deep connection with someone they loved and fell into their embrace.


Her warm and loving arms
The embrace of the person the artist loved brought them comfort and happiness.


She said: You can never be free
The artist's loved one tells them that they will never truly be able to escape their problems or their past.


You can never be like me
The artist's loved one sees themselves as different from the artist, and perhaps as having greater freedom or fewer burdens.


Now I'm a mad dog and I'll be
The singer's loved one has become aggressive or unstable, and will continue to be so.


Now you honey on my tree
The artist's loved one sees the artist as belonging to them, like a piece of property.


Whether sweet tomorrow
Despite the troubles of today, there is always hope for a better future.


In the mellow wallow
A state of relaxation or contentment, possibly brought about by substance use or other means.


Oh there's still time to borrow
There is always time to try something new or make a change in one's life.


We will never have it all
No one can have everything they want in life, and sometimes we need to accept what we have.


Tonight I'm screaming at the wall
The artist is expressing their frustration or anger to no one in particular, perhaps feeling unheard or powerless.


Peel the paint of my window rail
The singer is taking out their anger or frustration on their surroundings.


Touch, material has no choice
The singer recognizes that the physical world has no control over itself or its destiny.


Peel the paint off with my voice
The artist is using their own voice to make a change or an impact in their environment.


'Curse this city's deplex song
The artist is expressing their dislike or disappointment with the complexity or chaos of urban life.


Now I'm sleeping on the floor
The artist has hit rock bottom or reached a low point in their life.


Honey I'm soaking wet and
The singer is either literally wet or metaphorically vulnerable and exposed.


Oh they're coming out, they're coming out, they're coming for me
The artist feels like they are being chased or pursued by something or someone.


As long as we are free
Freedom is always at risk and must be protected.


We'll be doomed to live and die
Without freedom, life loses its meaning and value.


Under the great suburban sky
Even in suburbia, where things may seem peaceful and ordinary, there are still challenges and struggles to be faced.


And I'll always holler
The artist will never stop expressing themselves, even if it is only to the void.


Heaven, heaven head of hell
Sometimes things that seem good or promising can end up leading to trouble or misery.


You are treating me quite well
Things may seem to be going well for the singer, but it is only temporary.


Washed me up upon a shore
The singer has been thrown into a new situation or environment that they did not choose for themselves.


Now I'm scratching down your door
The artist is trying to gain access or find a way into something or somewhere they are not welcome.


All the words become my hands
Words have the power to shape or create the physical world, at least in the imagination of the artist.


Cold and broken on the floor
The artist feels helpless or defeated, perhaps emotionally or physically injured.


Peeling gooseflesh off your back
The singer is getting under someone else's skin or making them feel uncomfortable or vulnerable.


Pulling back your long black hair
The artist is getting intimate or personal with someone - perhaps in a romantic or aggressive way.


Now this beauty is my queen
The singer has claimed ownership or possession over the person they desire or admire.


Skinny arms so very slow
The person the singer desires is frail or delicate.


A perfume neck and a blanket so small
The person the singer desires is small and vulnerable, but also alluring and fragrant.


Oh, what beauty, oh what bridge
The artist is entranced or captivated by the person they desire, and sees them as a significant connection or gateway in their life.


I will sleep tomorrow
The artist is putting off dealing with their problems or facing reality until later.


And in the mellow wallow
The singer seeks comfort or escape from their troubles through relaxation or inactivity.


Oh, there's still time to borrow
There is always time to take a chance or try something new before it's too late.


Oh, and I fall to be controlled
The artist is aware of their own tendency to submit or give in to the will of others, even when they don't want to.


Lost and swept away
The artist feels lost or adrift in their life, without clear direction or purpose.


I will always wait it out
The artist is determined to persevere through their difficulties, even if it takes a long time.


Won't you listen now
The singer is making an appeal to someone for understanding or help.


Let me sleep tomorrow inn
The artist is prioritizing rest or escape over facing their problems.


And see, the rhythm is your hand
The singer sees the actions they take as instrumental in shaping their own future.


Speed the rhythm, speed the band
The singer wants to push for change or progress in their own life and in the world around them.


This is the bright amphetamine sky
The world can be a vivid and intense place, with many highs and lows.




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