Monument
The Cruxshadows Lyrics
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somehow words could not express what I needed to say.
and so I never wrote you a love song
and now its much, much too late 'cause you've gone away
But I will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and I'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
So I wish I'd had written you a love song
and somehow you understood what it feels to be me
because the Angel loves the sprite forever
and does it unconditionally
But I will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and I'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
I swear I never stopped loving you with everything I am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
(excerpt from La Belle Dame Sans Merci by W.B. Keats - 1819)
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful--a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew,
And sure in language strange she said--
"I love thee true."
She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild eyes
With kisses four.
And there she lulled me asleep
And there I dreamed--ah! woe betide!
The latest dream I ever dreamed
On the cold hill's side.
I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried--"La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!"
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill's side.
And this is why I sojourn here
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
The song Monument by The Cruxshadows speaks about a love that was not expressed in words at a time when it was needed. The singer expresses regret for not writing a love song for their lover and not fully understanding their own feelings. The singer now builds a monument in remembrance of the love they once had and how it used to be. The song speaks about unconditional love and the emotional pain of losing love. The lyrics are also intertwined with an excerpt from La Belle Dame Sans Merci by W.B. Keats, which speaks about a knight who falls in love with a faery and is left heartbroken.
The lyrics of Monument suggest that love is a complex emotion that cannot always be easily put into words. The singer regrets not writing a love song to express their feelings, and now that their lover has gone away, they are left with nothing but memories. The building of a monument is a symbol of remembrance and a tribute to the love that they once shared. The lyrics suggest that love is something that should be expressed and shared, and that by not doing so, it can lead to regret and emotional pain.
The use of the Keats excerpt in the song adds an additional layer of complexity to the lyrics. The story of the knight and the faery is a cautionary tale about how love can be fleeting and leave one feeling lost and alone. The singer in the song is similarly heartbroken and alone, but they use the monument as a way to remember and honor the love they once had.
Line by Line Meaning
I never wrote you a love song
I was never able to express my love for you in words
somehow words could not express what I needed to say.
I wanted to say so much but couldn't find the right words
and so I never wrote you a love song
I chose not to write a love song for you
and now its much, much too late 'cause you've gone away
But now that you're gone, it's too late to share my feelings with you
But I will build this monument
I will create something to remember our love
to remember all the love we once had
So that I will never forget the love we shared
and I'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
I will remember our love as it was before
I swear I never stopped loving you with everything I am
I loved you with all my heart, and always will
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
It pains me to believe that you don't love me anymore
you stopped loving me...
And that realization breaks my heart
So I wish I'd had written you a love song
I regret not expressing my love more clearly
and somehow you understood what it feels to be me
If only you had known how deeply I loved you
because the Angel loves the sprite forever
True, pure love lasts forever, like that of an angel and a sprite
and does it unconditionally
And always without conditions or expectations
excerpt from La Belle Dame Sans Merci by W.B. Keats - 1819
Part of the poem La Belle Dame Sans Merci by W.B. Keats, which highlights the theme of unrequited love
I met a lady in the meads,
The artist encounters a beautiful woman in a meadow
Full beautiful--a faery's child,
The woman is strikingly beautiful, and appears otherworldly
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
She has long hair and moves gracefully
And her eyes were wild.
Her gaze is intense and captivating
I made a garland for her head,
The artist makes a headdress for her
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
He also makes bracelets and a fragrant belt for her
She looked at me as she did love,
The woman looks at him with love in her eyes
And made sweet moan.
She makes a beautiful, enchanting sound
I set her on my pacing steed,
The artist helps the woman onto his horse
And nothing else saw all day long,
He spends the entire day with her, not noticing anything else around him
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
The woman sings and moves gracefully the whole time
A faery's song.
Her song has an otherworldly quality to it
She found me roots of relish sweet,
The woman gathers sweet roots for the artist
And honey wild, and manna dew,
She also brings wild honey and sweet dew
And sure in language strange she said--
She speaks in a foreign, unusual language
"I love thee true."
She declares her love for him
She took me to her elfin grot,
The woman takes the artist to her secret, mystical realm
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
There, she cries and sighs heavily
And there I shut her wild eyes
He closes her eyes gently
With kisses four.
He kisses her forehead, eyes, and cheeks four times
And there she lulled me asleep
The woman puts him to sleep
And there I dreamed--ah! woe betide!
He has a sad and disturbing dream
The latest dream I ever dreamed
A dream that has stayed with him, haunting him ever since
On the cold hill's side.
Set on a cold, lonely hillside
I saw pale kings and princes too,
The artist sees pale, ghostly kings and princes
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
All are pale and sickly, with a very ominous presence
They cried--"La Belle Dame sans Merci
They warn him of the danger of falling in love with a woman who shows no mercy
Hath thee in thrall!"
He has fallen under the spell of the woman
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
The kings and warriors beg for mercy and look extremely emaciated
With horrid warning gaped wide,
Their mouths are open as if screaming in warning
And I awoke and found me here,
He abruptly wakes up, realizing it was only a dream
On the cold hill's side.
Still on the same cold, lonely hillside
And this is why I sojourn here
This is why he stays in this place
Alone and palely loitering,
He spends his time alone, looking sad and unoccupied
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
The plant life around him is dead and brown
And no birds sing.
There are no signs of life, including the absence of birdsong
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