Young Blood
Norah Jones(諾拉瓊絲) Lyrics
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If you steal my true love's name
Broke down subway in this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold silvery collars
We gun down werewolves wherever we go
Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
I'm not sure that we were playing a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Band of gold with a diamond implied
You wrote letters that you never sent
I made promises I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant
Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You were strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
[Repeat x5]
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
The lyrics of "Young Blood" by Norah Jones depicts a forbidden love affair between two people. The first two lines imply that the singer is trying to hide her emotions to protect herself from being hurt. The next few lines suggest that the two of them are engaged in some kind of dangerous and thrilling activity, like a game of pretend. They act as though they are revolvers and live in a fantasy world where they shoot werewolves. The concept of the werewolf is a metaphor for a hidden, or wild, part of themselves that they feel they need to kill.
The second verse takes us further into the relationship's toxicity, with references to midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang, and the metaphor of "throwing fathers on funeral pyres." The final feeling of the song is one of regret and loss. The singer and her lover have destroyed their connection, leaving nothing but the remains of a smoldering relationship. The last verse might also suggest that the singer and her lover are fearful of their love, and that they prefer to remain in a state of despair rather than confront their fears and insecurities head-on.
Line by Line Meaning
I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
I will hide my feelings and act like everything is normal
If you steal my true love's name
If you take away the person I love
Broke down subway in this city of spires
A subway system that has broken down in a city with tall buildings
Tape your picture over his in the frame
Replacing a picture of a loved one with the picture of someone else
We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
We will put our emotions in check, like loaded guns waiting to fire
Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
A forced or quick wedding ceremony that happens unexpectedly
Our chambers hold silvery collars
Our hearts are trapped by the constraints of love
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
Overcoming our fears and doubts together as we face the world
Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Secret conversations in the middle of the night in a fast car
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Letters or notes that have been folded and ripped apart
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
Tricking someone into thinking they are safe when in reality they are in danger
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
You have always wanted to be with me and I have kept you on the back-burner
Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
Disregarding the opinions and values of our parents
I'm not sure that we were playing a game
I am uncertain whether our relationship was a real thing or just a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
Something has gone wrong in a place where people are not honest
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
We caused chaos and destruction, but nobody seemed to care
Young blood
Youthful spirit and vitality
Young bone
A strong and agile state of being
Old ghosts
The memories from the past that still haunt us
Go home
Leave us alone so we can move on
Band of gold with a diamond implied
A wedding ring that represents a commitment
You wrote letters that you never sent
You have feelings that you are not comfortable expressing
I made promises I'll always deny
I have promised things that I cannot fulfill
Now we'll never know what the other meant
We will never understand the true feelings of each other
Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Time passes too quickly and chaotically
Lost the chance to wind the key
Missed the opportunity to make things right
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Morning is just another routine and cyclical event
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our worries are a product of our own thoughts
Drown the last of our matches
Putting an end to the last chance for reconciliation
Burn the rest of each other
Destroying each other completely
You were strongest when I ached for breath
You were most loving and caring when I was struggling
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
We will be consumed by the intensity of our own emotions and finally put an end to our relationship
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RALPH MOUF MUSIC
Written by: BUSTA CHERRY JONES, DONALD EDWARD KINSEY, RALPH EDWARD KINSEY
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I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
If you steal my true love's name
Broke down subway in this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
We gun down werewolves wherever we go
Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
I'm not sure we were playing a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Band of gold with a diamond implied
You wrote letters that you never sent
I made promises I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant
Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You were strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
@benally77red
She makes the world sound better.
@meryuk
Exactly!!!
@straybubbles7334
So does trump
@EveWickThroughMetoYou
AMEM!!!
@laerciolaredo9430
Much Better!!!
@Love-Riter
That is a very limited comment. It ain’t just sound.
@FabienneKhoury
"You wrote letters that you never sent I made promises I'll always deny Now we'll never know what the other meant" Brilliant!
@mohamedmuhumedhussein4469
I fell in this crack of a chamber too. Dazzling. Spellbinding.
@lentilovski
The video is incredible, each word is translated in image, every each word. And her voice...I've loved her for years...
@aDiosaDelAbismo
the fall is her best album... i become a fan listening to this album... her music is perfect thanks norah