Dark Storm
The Jezabels Lyrics

Bright white cockatoo
Referring to the beauty and purity of the bird. Perhaps a symbol for something or someone that is pure.

Baby how I ponder your Shadow...
The singer is curious about the negative side or the flaws of the pure thing/person (cockatoo) she's been thinking about.

How you rip me off my feet,
The pure thing/person is so captivating that it takes the singer's breath away and she feels helpless.

Rape me of my time to sleep Shallow...
The obsession with the pure thing/person is preventing the singer from sleeping and her thoughts are becoming shallow.

And from the sky, she speaks to me
The pure thing/person somehow has a divine quality or influence on the singer.

And through her melody, lingers.
The influence of the pure thing/person is felt through the melody (perhaps a song) that she's associated with.

I said, 'No, I don't want your love, no, I don't care anymore, flinger.'
The singer is trying to resist the pull of the pure thing/person and is determined not to be swayed by her love anymore.

Though I was equipped with a rainship,
The singer feels she's prepared for the worst (rainship) and she has the means to overcome it.

And a fireship and a starship, all come to dance.
The singer has everything she needs to face any adversity that comes her way.

No one told me the end of the line,
The singer is unaware of the consequences of pursuing the pure thing/person.

Could be only emptiness.
The end result might be nothingness or feeling empty despite having everything.

That would swallow all my love,
The pursuit of the pure thing/person might leave the singer feeling drained, with nothing left to give.

I fell beneath the company,
The singer feels defeated and alone in her pursuit of the pure thing/person.

Now shall I sleep in a bed of blood,
The singer feels she's sacrificed a lot for the pursuit of the pure thing/person and her efforts have left her wounded.

Down in my deep, the rolling sea...
The singer feels lost and overwhelmed, like she's drowning in the vastness of the sea.

And in my angst for cool hips
The singer is seeking something that she thinks will make her feel better (perhaps physical beauty or popularity).

Or softness
The singer is also seeking something gentle or kind.

Or morning glow confidence,
The singer is seeking confidence or positivity that is associated with a new day.

Well, I took it to the dog,
The singer seeks comfort and companionship from her pet dog.

Took it to the plants,
The singer immerses herself in nature and finds solace in it.

Took it to the beach,
The singer finds peace in the sound of the ocean and the beauty of the beach.

I took it to the shark...
The singer's search for comfort leads her to dangerous places, perhaps as a metaphor for taking risks.

I found tenderness.
Despite everything, the singer finds kindness and love in unexpected places.

But when I took it to the sky,
The singer seeks the divine or the pure (represented by the bright white cockatoo in the sky).

To the bright white cockatoo on a satellite,
The pure thing/person has a cosmic or otherworldly meaning for the singer.

She looked down on all my years,
The pure thing/person makes the singer feel insignificant and small, as if her whole life is nothing in comparison.

But with a click of a finger,
The pure thing/person has the power to control the singer's life with ease.

She goes higher than the call for children,
The pure thing/person is more important than anything else, even the most basic human needs (like the call for children).

Higher than the stand that kills it,
The pure thing/person is above everything else, even things that could potentially destroy it.

Should've slipped it off,
The singer regrets pursuing the pure thing/person and wishes she had let go of it.

I should've known there and then.
The singer realizes she made a mistake in pursuing the pure thing/person.

Oh you roll, roll over me.
The singer feels overwhelmed by the power of the pure thing/person (represented by the rolling sea).

Yeah, you roll over me.
The singer feels helpless and powerless against the influence of the pure thing/person.

Oh pristine, my hopeless thing.
The singer's love for the pure thing/person is hopeless and futile, yet she can't help but love it.