"ignorance is bliss maybe? not entirely sure, but to me, usually asking too many questions from your partner stirs things and creates arguments. insecurity, paranoia, reasons why you my might do so. having faith proves your love however. I think this song is about learning to have faith in your partner. maybe.."

"this song kind of made me realize stuff in my relationship with my gf. Its a great song. by a great band. To me, i think its about remembering why you fell in love, and sometimes we shouldnt ask questions or why all the time. rather than asking you should always trust in what you believe. or trust that person. best band ever btw."

dearland

thank god you're up now
let's stay that way
else there'll be no mornings
and no more days

"this song means a lot to me at the moment.
i recently started at uni, and so all my old friends are all over the country, and last night, a good friend of mine stayed over, cos she was down in london to visit me and a couple of other people.
anyway, i'm completely in love with her, but haven't told her yet, cos i dunno if it would work out with being so far away from each other, or whether it'd make things awkward between us.
but i couldn't sleep last night, when she was staying over, so i spent half the night lying awake, and watching her sleep, and thinking how beautiful she looked when she was sleeping.
and it made me think of this song.
and now this song reminds me of her.
not technically anything to do with what the song means, but thats what it means to me.
i'm seeing elvis perkins in deerland on tuesday night in shephered's bush, and will almost certainly cry when he plays this song.

it's a beautiful piece of music and writing, which now holds nice memories."


I deeply love reading commentaries about lyrics

"os sentimentos humanos são confusos e mesclados; eles se compõem de grande cópia de impressões variadas que fogem à observação, e a palavra, sempre demasiadamente tosca e generalizadora, bem pode servir para designá-los mas nunca para os definir.

o amor, por uma espécie de mágica, supre as grandes recordações. todos os afetos precisam de passado: e amor cria, como por encantamento, um passado de que se faz cercar. ele nos fornece, por assim dizer, a consciência de haver vivido, durante anos, com um ser que há pouco nos era estranho. o amor não é mais do que um ponto luminoso, entretanto parece absorver todo o tempo. há poucos dias ele ainda não existia, dentro em pouco não existirá mais, contudo, enquanto existe, derrama a sua claridade tanto sobre a época que o precedeu como sobre a que deve suceder-lhe.

as circunstâncias são pouca coisa, o caráter é tudo. é em vão que se renuncia aos objetos e aos seres, ninguém pode renunciar a si mesmo. alteram-se situações, mas se transporta para cada uma delas o tormento que se queria evitar, e como o homem não se corrige mudando de lugar, só se consegue aduzir remorsos aos arrependimentos, e erros às angústias."

benjamin constant