Her debut album Come Away with Me was released in 2002 and sold 26 million copies worldwide. It won 5 Grammy Awards in 2003. This album was produced by Arif Mardin.
Her second album, Feels Like Home, with folk tendency, is the highest-selling album in the history of Blue Note Records with over a million copies sold within the first week. Norah Jones was listed among the most influential people of 2004 by the Time Magazine.
On January 30, 2007 Norah Jones released her third album, Not Too Late - a collection of 13 original songs, itunes includes a bonus live track of the song Sinkin' Soon. This was the most pre-ordered album of all time on Amazon.com.
Her fourth studio album, The Fall, was released on November 17, 2009.
Her fifth studio album ...Little Broken Hearts was released on May 1, 2012 and she collaborated with Danger Mouse for its production. The Happy Pills Songfacts reports that the album was recorded at Danger Mouse's Los Angeles studio during the fall of 2011. The record was co-written by Jones and Danger Mouse, with the pair handling the majority of the instrumentals. Jones teamed up with the producer after she contributed vocals to his Rome project with Daniele Luppi.
The daughter of Beatles-influencing sitar virtuoso Ravi Shankar, Jones doesn't closely follow any particular genre, rather she brings her unique jazzy flavor to songs with roots in country, folk, Americana, and modern light jazz, pop and rock.
The Story
Norah Jones 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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Juan Camacho
I don't know how to begin
Cause the story has been told before
I will sing along i suppose
I guess it's just how it goes
And now those sprangs in the air
I don't go down anywhere
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
But if you don't char
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise before it's time
🎵🎶🎵🎶
But if you don't char
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise before it's time
But I don't know how it will end
With all those records playin'
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
Ofelya Harutyunyan
I don't know how to begin
Cause the story has been told before
I will sing along I suppose
I guess it's just how it goes
And now those springs in the air
I don't go out anywhere
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
But if you don't try
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise
Or fall inside
But if you don't try
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise
Or fall inside
I don't know how it will end
With all those records playin'
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories all have been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
Rodrigo Nevárez Magaña
I could hear this song on the loop, over and over again, and i never ever have enough, this it's so mellow and beautiful, and i LOVE Wong Kar Wai' s film (and other of his films) and absolutely adore Norah. Although the movie it's so perfect it moves so much strong feelings and scratches old wounds, and i can't watch it without bursting into tears.
Maria Valerieva
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Irina
Can' believe this song was not nominated for the Oscar
Marcia Cardoso
One of my favorite movies 🥰
Alfredo Picazo
So many good memories back to my mind with this song..
hunt mason
My favorite Song of Norah Jones!
ÁNGEL CALDERERO BARRERA
My favorite film, wand the best OST ever!
Marcus A.
Wong Ka Wai é o melhor!
Juan Camacho
I don't know how to begin
Cause the story has been told before
I will sing along i suppose
I guess it's just how it goes
And now those sprangs in the air
I don't go down anywhere
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
But if you don't char
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise before it's time
🎵🎶🎵🎶
But if you don't char
The light won't hit your eye
And the moon won't rise before it's time
But I don't know how it will end
With all those records playin'
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
The stories have all been told before
I guess it's just how it goes
Bartolomeo
It's Cat Power smoking a cigarette with Jude Law after some time they haven't seen each other. But the beauty is that the atmosphere is created precisely by his knowing
how to mix these wonderful artists with music that only he would choose ! Wong Kar Wai .
Beautiful intro "The Story"
by Norah Jones ! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐