Tuesday, August 24, 2004

Sunday song lyric

A bit late? Yes. A bit nonsensical, this being Tuesday? Totally. Do I care? Apparently not.
This isn't the first Joe Henry song whose lyrics I admired (that would be "Date For Church"), and it isn't my favorite of his lyrics either (see "Scar" for that honor...probably this coming Sunday), but it is the latest to capture my attention.
First, the elephant: Yes, he is Madonna's brother-in-law. Yes, he wrote a song for her ("Don't Stop," which is actually pretty cool). But, and the larger the better, it would be a got-dang tragedy to judge him solely on that work. I'll refrain from saying he's a gifted singer-songwriter, as that would imply that is voice is somehow more palatable than hot beer. But his songs, and lately his productions, are much cooler and more intoxicating (sorry, won't happen again).
I'll admit to being more than a bit stumped as to the ultimate meaning of "Trampoline," but perhaps that's part of the allure. Something about not letting bad relationships, or the end of good ones, keep you down. Bounce...

The floor will have its way it seems
It fights me like a trampoline
It won't let me on the ground
So this time I'm not coming down
This time I'm not coming down

I've been talking in my sleep
You once kissed me not to hear me speak
And loved me just so you could leave
Every bit of life wrung out of me

And this time I'm not coming down
This time I'm not coming down
Trampoline

The whole platoon is overfed
and we're in this thing over our heads
My mind has never been so clear
but I stutter like an auctioneer

As the night has come alive with dreams
that hoot and holler, spit and scream
every one of them is sick with lust
But every one of them will outlive us

And this time I'm not coming down
This time I'm not coming down
Trampoline

And if I really thought I could
I'd give up your ghost for good
But I'm not sure it isn't you
that keeps my ghost from leaving too

But I don't miss you half as much
as who you made me think I was
When I could see myself the way you do
I could almost see myself in you

But this time I'm not coming down
This time I'm not coming down
Trampoline

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