Come on, skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My my my - my my my - my my my my - my my ...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My my my - my my my - my my my my - my my ...
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
Sullen load is full so slow on the split
I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted then who the hell was I?
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you? who will fight?
And who will fall, far behind?
Come on skinny love
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
Come on skinny love
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
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Pour a little salt we were never here
My my my - my my my - my my my my - my my ...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My my my - my my my - my my my my - my my ...
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
Sullen load is full so slow on the split
I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted then who the hell was I?
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you? who will fight?
And who will fall, far behind?
Come on skinny love
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
Come on skinny love
My my my - my my my - my my my - my my ...
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After Hamlet's funeral, once I was blessedly alone with my grief at last, I turned on some tunes. I was thinking of how well this song speaks to my shattered soul and all of my memories of Hamlet. My dear friend, gone. Our kingdom, toppled... Yet he told me.. He told me that I needed to carry on, to tell everyone of what happened, to teach about the pitfalls of revenge, and to carry on his legacy. Though my every breath pains me, I will follow my lord's wishes. A true friend he was in life, and so in death, I will be his ever loyal friend still.
This song, when it says "I told you to be patient, I told you to be fine, I told you to be balanced, I told you to be kind" reminds me of when I was begging Hamlet to be careful in this duel of his with Laertes. I said to him "If your mind dislike anything, obey it"(5.2.218). I knew I sensed something foul about to happen... Hamlet did as well, and said that the "readiness is all"(5.2.223-224), but now look at what's happened. Readiness? Readiness?! A great lot of good readiness did... He's gone, and I am en seul. All alone, to carry on with the task given to me by my dead best friend. When the song says "Who will love you? Who will fight?", it reminds me of this. He said to me, with one of his last precious breaths, "If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, and in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, to tell my story"(5.2.347-349).I must fight for Hamlet, for his last wish, and I must resist the urge to allow death into my heart. I must continue to love my best friend. I will love you, and I will fight, Hamlet.
All of this death and destruction, the "carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts" (5.2.382) that have been committed, it's all brought to mind with the line of the song "staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer". A sink is supposed to clean things and veneer is a decorative substance used to cover less fine materials. The fact that there is blood soiling something that is supposed to be clean and the veneer, which is supposed to cover the bad material, has been crushed, revealing the rotten stuff underneath. This is exactly what has happened to Denmark. I couldn't have picked a better song to relate to right now. "Woe is me"(3.1.163), and that is all I ever shall be from now on...
Tell me everything that happened,
Tell me everything you saw.
They had lights inside their eyes...
They had lights inside their eyes...
Did you see the closing window,
Did you hear the slamming door?
They moved forward and my heart died...
They moved forward and my heart died...
Please, please tell me what they looked like,
Did they seem afraid of you?
They were kids that I once knew...
They were kids that I once knew...
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
It's hard to know they're out there,
It's hard to know that you still care.
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
Dead hearts are everywhere!
Dead hearts are everywhere!
Did you touch them, did you hold them?
Did they follow you to town?
They make me feel I'm falling down...
They make me feel I'm falling down...
Was there one you saw too clearly,
Did they seem too real to you?
They were kids that I once knew...
They were kids that I once knew...
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
It's hard to know they're out there,
It's hard to know that you still care.
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
Dead hearts are everywhere!
Dead hearts are everywhere!
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
It's hard to know they're out there,
It's hard to know that you still care.
I can say it, but you won't you believe me.
You say you do, but you don't deceive me.
Dead hearts are everywhere!
Dead hearts are everywhere!
They were kids that I once knew...
They were kids that I once knew...
Now they're all dead hearts to you...
Now they're all dead hearts to you...
They were kids that I once knew...
They were kids that I once knew...
Now they're all dead hearts to you...
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This song reminds me of how most everyone I knew here in Denmark is gone. Dead, killed, murdered, gone through self-slaughter. The first stanza, though, brings back memories of my friend's "father's spirit"(1.2.255). Hamlet was asking me all kinds of questions about it, as he had not seen it yet, and had not felt "bound to hear... to revenge"(1.5.7-8). I also remember the "Wretched Queen"(5.2.334), the expression of betrayal and regret that passed over her pale face as her soul left her. A certain emotion lit up her eyes at the moment of her death, and I hope that she can find salvation through her many foolish, naive mistakes.. "There were lights inside their eyes"..
Alas, I am wallowing in my grief. I can't shake the image of all of these "kids that I once knew" dying. "Now cracks a noble heart"(5.2.359), at the thought of all these dying friends, all these dying royals! All the result of "deaths put on by cunning and forced cause" (5.2.884).. All I have left to say, is "Good night, sweet Prince"(5.2.358-360), and that I wish with all my heart that you have found peace and solace in Heaven.
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