Black, a bad break-up or suicide?
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Black, a bad break-up or suicide?
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" makes much more sense to live in the present tense "
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The line "I take a walk outside...I'm surrounded by some kids at play" has always sounded like it was more than just a line. Thinking it was a girl, there was a pregnancy, and the child was somehow lost, leading, in-part, to the break-up.
"the love gone bad, turned my world to black"
that's what it's about.
for the least they could possibly do
Ooooooooo that's good. I never picked up on that. Good theory.
Hmm... not so sure about that, but interesting theory. I figured it was just illustrating the contrast between childhood happiness/innocence and the way the protagonist is feeling.
But as always with PJ, it's all up to the listener.
But as people before have said, although the band may write songs with their own aspects, they leave the meanings up to the listener. I guess that's why the band don't talk about their personal meanings to them.
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agreed.
the true beauty of all art...completely open to individual interpretation.
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
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That is an interesting theory.
In my mind, the song has always been about a breakup. After getting my heart broken, torn to pieces and lit on fire last summer, the lyrics took on a new meaning. As for the verse you're talking about, I always thought that the next lyric went "I can't feel their laughter, so why do I stay?" After my breakup, I felt numb and the lyrics I believed to be correct reflected that feeling. But apparently, the lyric is "I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear" which also reflects some feelings I had during my breakup. I went through a phase of anger in which everything bothered me... maybe the lyric is meant to reflect Eddie's experience of such a phase...
Bitterness and regret that someone you loved will eventually belong to someone else.
I used to think maybe it had to do with a child. I thought he was singing more about a child, never seeing that kid...But that was when I thought the line was "legs spread out before me" and now I see that it's really "were laid spread out before me." Damn you Pearl Jam website! If you read it again thinking a child could be involved, or maybe they broke up, she took the kid, or I used to think it was about abortion, when I thought more about these things. Who knows!
i say both now.
"And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass"
has just taken on a new meaning for me...i think now he's gunna cut his wrists with the broken picture glass to make his world black... fuck... thanks
"I know she gave me all that she wore"
Thats why I love them - its better than therapy!
anyway it has the best depressing line EVER
''I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star in SOMEBODY ELSE'S sky, but why, why, WHY CAN'T IT BE MINE?"
that line and eddies voice combined makes the song, that lyric just cuts through me (sorry if that sounds gay) it makes me wonder how i would cope losing the one i love (again sorry if that sounds stupid and emotional)
the glass/ slitting wrists theory is interesting i cant believe i missed that!!!!
what's that fucker from Stain'd doing singing Black??? Christ
waiting for your lids to close..
but you want to watch as they peck your flesh..
Ironic that they go for the eyes first
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I think it could be both. Bad break-up followed by suicide.
I don't think I've ever listened to this song without thinking about my brother-in-law, who committed suicide some time after his girlfriend broke up with him.
That was such an amazing performance. It sent chills down my spine!
I have always thought of Black as a break up song...he desperately still wants to be with the girl (we belong together tag), but wishes her well regardless. It's filled with so much angst. Such a fitting song for anyone who has ever come to the realization that a relationship must end (or has ended) and is still struggling with accepting it.
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed Everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I will be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why
Can't it be, can't it be mine
What's interesting is that when I read the lyrics the ramifications of the break up seem more important than the break up. The artist has lost inspiration, and is really focused on that, it seems. How the art is affected. I'm sure there is the loss of the love, but the artist didn't see how the art would be affected, how the inspiration would be lost. What is more important, the loss of love or the loss of creativity?
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