domingo, julho 11, 2010

Living in the Past - Waiting for the Sun (7)


Hello, hello..
So, for today, I've chosen the song: Waiting for the Sun by The Doors!
Why this song? Because I found it very myterious and profound. I simply feel very intrigued by it's lyrics meaning. If I was making a soundtrack to my life, this would be definitly part of it (it reminds me of that strange sultriness of dusk on the beach in the summer evenings)!
I think that the lyrics symbolize someone who's really coward, waiting for someone else to make sense of his life! That someone lacks responsabillity and maturity, and needs to stop blaming everyone else for how pathetic his whole life has become.
It represents somebody who's waiting to find out what this whole shit heap life is really about. But with a relatively postive insight, because the "sun" typically represents life. I can really relate to the message Jim's trying to put across the poem, I should begin standing up for myself and just grow up! I screwed up a lot, now I just have to think: should I try to mend it? Should I just move along? Is it worth it? Sure! It's something to think about, I have to analyse what my chances are.. (null or negative?) There's only one thing I am positive about (whether I chose to give it a try or to "set him free" to be happy with someone else) I love him, and my decision will only concern that.
Morrison Hotel is a just freakishly brilliant album (although I think LA Woman is slightly better). Compositionaly, this song is insanely brilliant, touching, mezmerising (though it is not my favourite song by this band) but the lyrics make the song, without them the track would be sooo incomplete.

Waiting For The Sun - The Doors (1968)
At first flash of Eden,
We race down to the sea.
Standing there on freedom shore.

Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.

Can't you feel it,
Now that spring has come.
That it's time to live
In the scattered sun.

Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting.
Waiting.

Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.

Waiting for you to
Come along.
Waiting for you to
Hear my song.

Waiting for you to
Come along.
Waiting for you to
Tell me what went wrong.

This is the strangest life
I've ever known.

Yeah!

Can't you feel it,
Now that spring has come.
That it's time to live
In the scattered sun.

Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.

xoxo, Lucy