Cannons
Siouxsie and the Banshees Lyrics


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Troubled weather's on its way
Tempests threaten us today
There's no respite from long dark nights
Just the fantasy of spring

From the hailstones of summer
To a scorching winter land
A frozen death sleep, then this heat
Beats down on this buckled land

Flames lick closer to the core
From city limits fireball
And in a headless chicken run

Race red and screaming fire engines
Then the cannons came

Oh 'neath the brooding sky
Beneath its baleful eye
The cannon shot, the cannon crack
Disturbing night dreams

People fled in droves
To the lakes and to the shores
Left behind a near ghost town
Save the life of the cannons resounding

Still there was no rain
No rain, no rain, no rain

Once more in the line of fire
Hovers the preying sky
The cannons aim jabs at the eye
Heralding the rain

Heralding the rain




Oh, heralding the rain
Heralding the rain

Overall Meaning

In "Cannons," Siouxsie and the Banshees explore the imagery of a tumultuous, unpredictable natural world that threatens the stability and safety of civilization. The opening lines suggest that there is a sense of impending doom on the horizon, with the "troubled weather" and "tempests" bearing down on society. Despite these threats, there is a glimmer of hope in the "fantasy of spring," and the possibility that the darker times will pass.


The song then moves on to describe a series of extremes, from "hailstones of summer" to "scorching winter land," with a "frozen death sleep" in between. The weather is portrayed as a powerful force that can cause destruction and death, as evidenced by the "flames" and "fireball" that threaten the city. In response to this crisis, emergency services race to the scene, but ultimately it is the "cannons" that come to the rescue.


The final stanza of the song sees a return to the idea of the "preying sky," with the cannons once again taking aim at the "eye" and "heralding the rain." Despite the fear and destruction wrought by the weather, there is a sense that it is part of a larger cycle of life, death and renewal.


Line by Line Meaning

Troubled weather's on its way
An ominous, stormy weather approaches


Tempests threaten us today
There are signs of a coming storm today


There's no respite from long dark nights
The nights are long and bleak with no relief


Just the fantasy of spring
The only hope is the thought of spring


From the hailstones of summer
From the troubles of one season to another


To a scorching winter land
The extreme weather continues to worsen


A frozen death sleep, then this heat
The change from extreme cold to extreme heat is deadly


Beats down on this buckled land
The land can no longer bear the harsh weather


Flames lick closer to the core
The fires are getting closer to the heart of the city


From city limits fireball
Fires had spread throughout the city


And in a headless chicken run
People were running in a panic


Race red and screaming fire engines
The fire engines are rushing to non-existent emergencies


Then the cannons came
The cannons were used as a last resort


Oh 'neath the brooding sky
Under the dark and ominous sky


Beneath its baleful eye
Under the watchful and sinister gaze of the sky


The cannon shot, the cannon crack
The sound of the cannons disrupting the silence


Disturbing night dreams
The sound of the cannons causing nightmares


People fled in droves
The people were evacuating en masse


To the lakes and to the shores
They were seeking refuge near bodies of water


Left behind a near ghost town
The city was deserted


Save the life of the cannons resounding
The only sign of life left was the sound of the cannons


Still there was no rain
Despite the cannons and the hope, there was no rain


No rain, no rain, no rain
The lack of rain was persistent


Once more in the line of fire
The city is threatened by fire again


Hovers the preying sky
The atmosphere is menacingly still


The cannons aim jabs at the eye
The cannons are pointed at the sky, trying to provoke rain


Heralding the rain
The cannons are signaling the coming of rain


Oh, heralding the rain
The hope and anticipation for the much-needed rain


Heralding the rain
The cannons continue to prophesize the rain




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management
Written by: SEVERIN, PETER CLARK, SUSAN BALLION

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