The self-titled debut album "Major Parkinson" was released on the 25. august 2008 and received good reviews in norwegian day press.
Black River
Major Parkinson Lyrics
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To clam me on slender pass
The billow turned the birches to redundant snacks
Unavowed, we stood like icicles
In the black river
Yesterday, she was pulled out from the river
Wearing a silver bracelet and a bucket of stones around her pretty neck
Holding an empty canvas to a mirror
When she was staring into the hollow abyss, luminous slipping into the bog
The black river…
Silent cafter caters by the rivulets, hovering the High-land glass
Waiting in the horror by the silhouettes
Everyone you know shall pass never to feel comfort in the arms of a stranger
Howling from the heathers in the glooming mire
To clam me on slender pass
The billow turned the birches to redundant snacks
Unavowed, we stood like icicles
The black river
The black river
Stop! My little child, you won't get further than this
I see you smile, under the frozen abyss
We reconcile, we're past-dimential and vile
The both of us
Let's get together and dance into the void until it stares into our souls
So Hush, my little child! Come join the purgatory trip
Through your denial
Among the carpenter bees, and honey pies
We see the home that you left, you were a child
I was your daddy back then, so spend a tender when your mourning slip into your dreams
Scarlet staturines, tuffy puddles, bada-bits and baseball figurines
Forever and ever, bury ‘em in the cold
THE BLACK RIVER!
THE BLACK RIVER!
THE BLACK RIVER!
The lyrics of Major Parkinson's "Black River" present a haunting image of death and despair. The opening lines describe howls from the heathers in the glooming mire and the billow turning birches to redundant snacks, setting the tone for a chilling tale. The chorus centers around the black river, where someone has drowned wearing a silver bracelet and a bucket of stones around their neck. The singer pictures themselves standing with the victim on the bridge, staring into the hollow abyss before slipping into the bog. The second verse invokes images of silent caterers hovering by the rivulets, waiting in horror by the silhouettes of those who have passed away. The song ends with a plea to stop and reconcile, to dance into the void until it stares into our souls.
The song is an allegory for the heavy burden of loss and the overwhelming feeling of mortality that haunts us. The narrative speaks on being unavowed like icicles in the black river, lost in the abyss of death. The lyrics ask the listener to embrace the inevitable and let go of their fear, to reconcile with the past and dance with their destiny until it becomes a part of them. The song portrays a vivid image of death and despair, but it also offers a glimmer of hope in reconciling with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Howling from the heathers in the glooming mire
Crying out loud from the bushes in the swamp
To clam me on slender pass
To grab me on a narrow trail
The billow turned the birches to redundant snacks
The strong wind turned the birch trees to broken pieces
Unavowed, we stood like icicles
Undeclared, we stood frozen and still
In the black river
In the dark waters
Yesterday, she was pulled out from the river
A girl was found drowned in the river yesterday
Wearing a silver bracelet and a bucket of stones around her pretty neck
She had a silver bracelet on her wrist and a bucket of stones tied around her neck
Holding an empty canvas to a mirror
Holding a blank canvas to a mirror
I pictured myself alongside of the girl on the bridge just the morning of the fall
I imagined myself with the girl who fell off the bridge in the morning
When she was staring into the hollow abyss, luminous slipping into the bog
When she was looking into the empty darkness and fell into the swamp
Silent cafter caters by the rivulets, hovering the High-land glass
Quiet boats sail along the small streams, floating on the highland water
Waiting in the horror by the silhouettes
Waiting in the scary shadows
Everyone you know shall pass never to feel comfort in the arms of a stranger
Everyone you know will die and never be held by a stranger
Stop! My little child, you won't get further than this
Stop, my little child, you cannot go beyond this point
I see you smile, under the frozen abyss
I see you smiling under the frozen emptiness
We reconcile, we're past-dimential and vile
We make up, we're beyond time and wickedness
The both of us
Both of us
Let's get together and dance into the void until it stares into our souls
Let's dance into the emptiness until it looks into our souls
So Hush, my little child! Come join the purgatory trip
Be quiet, my little child! Join the journey to purgatory
Through your denial
Despite your refusal
Among the carpenter bees, and honey pies
With the carpenter bees and sweet pastries
We see the home that you left, you were a child
We see the home you grew up in as a child
I was your daddy back then, so spend a tender when your mourning slip into your dreams
I was your father back then, so remember me fondly when you're grieving in your dreams
Scarlet staturines, tuffy puddles, bada-bits and baseball figurines
Red statues, muddy puddles, random small things, and baseball toys
Forever and ever, bury ‘em in the cold
Forever bury them in the cold ground
THE BLACK RIVER!
The dark and dangerous river!
THE BLACK RIVER!
The dark and dangerous river!
THE BLACK RIVER!
The dark and dangerous river!
Contributed by Stella M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.