A White Shade of Pale
Pholhas Lyrics


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We skipped the light Fandango
And turned cartwheels across the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick

But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said "There is no reason...
And the truth is plain to see"
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well have been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale




That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Overall Meaning

Pholhas's song "A White Shade of Pale" is a ballad that gives insight into a surreal scenario of a group of people dancing and having fun while the singer struggles to keep up with the pace. The initial verse sets up the scene where the singer is barely able to keep up with the merrymaking that is going on around him. He describes feeling seasick because of the frenetic energy of the dance. Even when he requests for another drink, he is taken aback when the entire ceiling disappears.


Later on in the song, the scenario switches, and the miller tells his fable to everyone gathered around. The singer then notices a woman, whose face had been ghostly before, turned an even whiter shade of pale. She utters there is no reason, and the truth is plain to see, but the singer's mind wanders off to something else entirely. He reminisces about a group of sixteen virgins who were leaving for the coast. Although he could see the women, he might as well have been blind as he paid them no attention. The woman he noticed earlier then appears before him, shaking him back to reality, and once again he sees her face, now whiter than ever.


The songwriters create an atmosphere where it is not easy to discern what is dream and what is reality. The dancing sequence spirals out of control, with lines like "the room was humming harder" and the bizarre phrase "We skipped the light Fandango," giving the lyrics a hallucinatory quality. The verses are packed with images and metaphorical language, making the lyrics fascinating and open to multiple interpretations.


Line by Line Meaning

We skipped the light Fandango
We danced with joy and excitement


And turned cartwheels across the floor
We were carefree and lost in the moment


I was feeling kind of seasick
I was overwhelmed and disoriented


But the crowd called out for more
Despite my unease, the audience wanted to see more


The room was humming harder
The energy in the room was increasing


As the ceiling flew away
The experience became surreal and almost dreamlike


When we called out for another drink
We were trying to escape the reality of the situation


The waiter brought a tray
The waiter provided a temporary distraction from our troubles


And so it was that later
After some time had passed


As the miller told his tale
As a story was being told


That her face at first just ghostly
She appeared pale and sickly at first


Turned a whiter shade of pale
She became even more pale and almost ghostlike


She said "There is no reason...
She declared that there was no logical explanation


And the truth is plain to see"
The truth was evident and undeniable


But I wandered through my playing cards
I was preoccupied and distracted by my own problems


And would not let her be
I refused to confront the situation at hand


One of sixteen vestal virgins
She was one of many innocent and pure individuals


Who were leaving for the coast
They were departing for a new and unknown adventure


And although my eyes were open
I was aware of what was happening around me


They might just as well have been closed
I was emotionally and mentally distant from the situation


And so it was that later
As time passed


As the miller told his tale
As the story continued


That her face at first just ghostly
Her appearance was still pale and sickly


Turned a whiter shade of pale
Her condition became even more severe




Writer(s): Gary Brooker, Keith Reid

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