That is such a beautiful song for a parent/daughter conversation (or at least one to be had in the parent's head). I didn't even know it, although I have my share of Cocteau Twins music. I suppose once Elizabeth Frazier started singing in words you could actually understand, I might have lost interest. Glad that the bridge held out for both of your crossings.
It is. I never really "heard" the words before. I think you're right about enunciation but I gave REM a one album pass (Document) before I felt they were on the decline. there wasn't much after CT's four calendar cafe anyway.
It is a beautiful song. Still have that CD rattling around in the cupboard somewhere. The subtitles help with the lyric understanding, though. I don't think I listen to music for the words all that often.
same here Rebecca, or at least I prefer snippets of words from songs. ie: intriguing sentences. but that's obvious, just ask Gillian or peruse any blog title I've ever made!!
Oh, I love lyrics. I spent hours of my youth with a tape recorder, stopping and starting songs to make out their lyrics, which I would painstakingly write out in notebooks. But I definitely don't need lyrics to enjoy a song, and I love when someone like Elizabeth Frazier uses her voice as an instrument, so it doesn't really matter what she says. I would always just make up my own lyrics to sing along. I remember one CT song that went (for me): chopped salad, chopped salad, oh, the pots, the peas, the corn. It was especially cool, then, to realize that these lyrics were so meaningful. Especially reading them now.
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