Tuesday, April 22, 2008

accepting it

The simple irony of this song by Amy Winehouse, the seamless mixture of jazzy melodies with words of short-term anxiety and acceptance, makes this the perfect song in this humid summer where I just linger in a monobloc chair and amusely ponder on things that have just passed. Though the melody and the lyrics are composed by Winehouse, the whole basics of the music is just an interpolation of the Motown song Ain’t No Mountain High Enough. Meaning, it is based on that classic hit. Hear the resemblance? Well, I consider this an exemplary work of genius (although, I know, it’s not original) to rehash an old favorite and present it in a fresh way. As for the lyrics, they're just damn so deliciously tenacious they keep on ringing in my mind.





TEARS DRY ON THEIR OWN
Amy Winehouse

All I can ever be to you
Is the darkness that we knew
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right
When we were at our high
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn't met my match
But every moment we could snatch
I don't know why I got so attached
It's my responsibility
And you don't owe nothing to me
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I don't understand
Why do I stress the man
When there's so many bigger things at hand
We coulda never had it all
We had to hit a wall
So this is inevitable withdrawal
Even if I stop wanting you
And perspective pushes thru
I'll be some next man's other woman soon

I can't play myself again
I should just be my own best friend
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

So we are history
Your shadow covers me
The sky above ablaze

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I wish I could say no regrets
And no emotional debts
Cos as we kiss good bye the sun sets
So we are history
Your shadow covers me
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your wake, my blue shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day but I am grown
And in your wake
My deep shame
My tears dry on their own

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your wake
My deep shame
My tears dry.

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