Olio
Rapture (the) Lyrics
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I called you up just to hear you
Your eyes I know are a cold, cold blue
Pale whit skin dead like a mannequin
Seem to fade
Looking and not wanting to come up to date
Like a broken clock
Through the pain I was watching as sound hit my ears
We don't fit anymore
We don't fit anymore
Not the same
Not the same
Not the same, same, same
Ripped up in the shadows
Over and over again
I remember before as your mouth
It touched my face
Small hands grabbing me
Trapped in my thoughts
You repeating like a machine gun
Phantasmagoria
The times pelting me
Pelting me
Ripped up in the shadows
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
The lyrics to Rapture (the)'s song Olio describe the feelings of loneliness and disconnection between two people who were once close but have grown apart. The singer of the song calls up the person they feel disconnected from in an attempt to reconnect, only to realize that they don't fit together anymore. The metaphor of a broken clock with a still hand symbolizes the lack of movement in their relationship and the sense of being stuck in time. The reference to pale, white skin like that of a mannequin suggests a loss of vitality and emotion.
The song also touches on themes of memory and trauma. The singer remembers past moments of intimacy with the other person, but they are now trapped in their own thoughts and haunted by memories that repeat like a "machine gun". The repetition of the phrase "ripped up in the shadows, over and over again" further emphasizes the idea of being trapped and unable to move forward.
Overall, Olio is a haunting portrayal of a relationship that has lost its spark, with vivid imagery and repetition used to convey a sense of being stuck in time and trapped by memories.
Line by Line Meaning
I called you on the telephone 'cause I was lonely
I felt lonely and decided to reach out to you by calling on the telephone
I called you up just to hear you
I wanted to hear your voice and feel connected to you
Your eyes I know are a cold, cold blue
I am familiar with your blue eyes which seem distant and unfeeling
Pale whit skin dead like a mannequin
Your skin is pale and lifeless, reminding me of a mannequin
Seem to fade
Your presence seems to be disappearing or losing its importance
Looking and not wanting to come up to date
I feel hesitant to update my perspective or change my ways
Like a broken clock
Similar to a broken clock that is stuck, I feel stuck in my situation
The hand is still
There is no movement or progress in my situation
Through the pain I was watching as sound hit my ears
Although in pain, I was still able to hear and comprehend things happening around me
We don't fit anymore
We no longer match or complement each other well
Not the same
We have changed and are no longer the same people we once were
Not the same, same, same
Emphasizing that there is a significant change and we are not the same in any way
Ripped up in the shadows
I feel torn or damaged in secret or hidden places
Over and over again
Repeatedly, without an end in sight
I remember before as your mouth
I recall a time when your mouth was on my face
It touched my face
Your mouth made contact with my face in a memorable way
Small hands grabbing me
Your small hands were holding onto me in the past
Trapped in my thoughts
I am stuck in my own thoughts and can't escape them
You repeating like a machine gun
Your words or actions are like an automatic and exhausting machine gun
Phantasmagoria
A sequence of imaginary or illusory images or experiences, possibly indicating confusion or distortion of reality
The times pelting me
Past events or experiences are hitting me repeatedly and painfully
Pelting me
Continuing to hit me, causing emotional distress
Ripped up in the shadows
Stuck and damaged in hidden or secret places
Over and over again
Repeating with no resolution in sight
Over and over again
Continuing to repeat, with no end in sight
Lyrics © Fintage House Publishing
Written by: LUKE JENNER, MATTHEW BRIAN SAFER, VITO JOSHUA ROCCOFORTE
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My name is L
the rapture still slaps!
picasso Damelio
this song is one of my faves....i hope they stay this good and stay underground....
Andy K
what a weird comment to make about this song in 2013, or any time
Nessidiomas School
Genious...the lyrics and composition
Salvador Morales Díaz
I'm proud to be one of the 443... Such a good record!
fiveyars
beautiful
Micha Ela
I totally agree with all you wrote!
Decoy Account
At the end you could have just wrote: "Over and over again (literally)"
Patrice Kamins
While not the be all and end all, this song still expresses current (and past) longing in a poignant way . . .
waz 312
Sounds like One Hundred Years by The Cure