Monday, October 11, 2010

Rocktober Day Eleven: Lover You Should Have Come Over

It's back-to-school Monday so I need a no-brainer to kick off the week.

My love of Jeff Buckley's music is a well documented fact. His voice is heaven. Marianna's middle name is Grace after his first (and only) studio album (and because I liked the idea of having my own Will and Grace - I am so very shallow).

I love this song because the lyrics take me on an emotional journey. Some of the phrases are true perfection. Regret is not an emotion I'm keen on but this song is about regret; about letting someone go and holding onto those unresolved feelings.

Strangely enough one of my few true regrets is not seeing Jeff Buckley live. He would have been magical. Rest in peace, beautiful man.

Lover You Should Have Come Over (Live clip from YouTube - personally I prefer the polished version from Grace)

Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water

Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight, you're on my mind so
You never know

Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...

So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return?
Oh, will I ever learn?
Oh, Lover, you should've come over
Cause it's not too late.

Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
That won't ever come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...
It's never over,
She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...

But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love
From going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...

Yes, and I feel too young to hold on
I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
To see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love, well I'll wait for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late.

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