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Few are sader songs. There are not many lyricists who can capture the emotion and desperation I feel for these two people in the song. It's truly tragic, yet inescapable. A brilliant song, imo.

 

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QUOTE (troutman @ Apr 17 2005, 12:25 AM)
I like the song  smile.gif but could never get a grasp on what it meant overall confused13.gif  confused13.gif  confused13.gif


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QUOTE (troutman @ Apr 16 2005, 11:52 PM)
QUOTE (Earthshine @ Apr 17 2005, 01:07 AM)
Losing It - is a FANTASTIC song..!!!!!!     

The Ben Mink factor is huge...

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explain please!!!!

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Ben Mink plays on that song.. The Electric Violin.

 

Is that what you were asking?

 

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<<The writer stares with glassy eyes -

Defies the empty page

His beard is white, his face is lined

And streaked with tears of rage.

 

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow

With passion and precision,

But now his mind is dark and dulled

By sickness and indecision

 

And he stares out the kitchen door

Where the sun will rise no more...

 

Some are born to move the world -

To live their fantasies

But most of us just dream about

The things we'd like to be

 

Sadder still to watch it die

Than never to have known it

For you - the blind who once could see -

The bell tolls for thee...>>

 

This part must be about Hemingway. I'm not sure if he had anybody in mind specifically with the other character in the song.

 

Very beautifully done song, indeed.

 

 

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QUOTE (anagramking @ Apr 17 2005, 09:41 PM)
<<The writer stares with glassy eyes -
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more...

Some are born to move the world -
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be

Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you - the blind who once could see -
The bell tolls for thee...>>

This part must be about Hemingway. I'm not sure if he had anybody in mind specifically with the other character in the song.

Very beautifully done song, indeed.

It's about Hemingway for sure.

 

I've always found this song rather moving, but I have to admit that the overall message leaves me a little confused. It's so pessimistic/fatalistic--mourning for lost talent or skill? It's a part of aging--it happens to everyone. Why the grieving?

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