Love is not some kind of victory march. It's a cold and it's a very broken Hallelujah
“You know what the problem is [Well, I didn’t really realise there was a problem, but carry on…], is that there are no more songs written about men’s emotions on love!”
“It’s not all the soppy stuff. It’s rough and hard and dirty”.
Oh, like Leonard Cohen singing about her giving him head on the unmade bed in the Chelsea Hotel?
“Exactly! Or Bruce Springsteen or [I forgot the other examples. Radiohead perhaps?]…”
Ha ha! You guys have James Blunt these days!
"NO! See, that’s exactly it. He is singing what women want to hear. That stuff is shit. You never hear it from how we feel it or see it..."
I want you to notice, when I'm not around. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special. But I'm a creep
"...It is all now about playing on women’s emotions”.
I don’t know. I love how Leonard puts it:
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breathe we drew was Hallelujah
When I come across a forgotten self-made CD of a brother, ex-digsmate or a guy friend, I sometimes get close to understanding this. These traumatising lyrics. That still work. The choice of songs. Sad but uplifting but pained but in a good way... I don't know, I don't know how to explain it. I don't think I am meant to.
She'll look at you and smile, And her eyes will say, She's got a secret garden, Where everything you want, Where everything you need, Will always stay, A million miles away
As a woman, perhaps I will never really be able to comprehend. As a woman, I don’t think I’m meant to 'get it'. Not that I get James Blunt either.
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, that's all, I don't even think of you that often