Thursday, January 15, 2009

Violet Hill

This is the second time I'm blogging about a Coldplay song. :) I have no idea what this means, but it is once again rife with religious imagery (chilling!), and it is so beautifully written.

Here's a link: http://www.aimini.net/view/?fid=X7N45C7mt8ui4fYtxKQE

Enjoy. And if you care to share what you think it might mean, please, I'm all ears.

Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops I remember
There was snow, white snow

Clearly I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below

When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low
If you love me won't you let me know

Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And a fox became God

Priests clutched onto Bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And a cross was held aloft

Bury me in armour
When I'm dead and hit the ground
My nerves are poles that unfroze
And if you love me won't you let me know

I don't want to be a soldier
Who the captain of some sinking ship
Would stow, far below
So if you love me why'd you let me go?

I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
Said if you love me, won't you let me know?
If you love me won't you let me know?

2 comments:

pseudo_spinelli said...

Thanks for the lyrics. I have listened to this song many times, always when I am preoccupied with something. The rhythm has never appealed much to me, yet the lyrics are beyond divine. :D

Melissa said...

Priests clutched onto Bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And a cross was held aloft


awesome.