Description
A cherry is stuck in the teeth of courage - and suddenly the smile is both vulnerable and defiant.
Light is counted in a new way in the garden, where everything is sold at a bargain price: a little heat, a little burnout, a little memory.
The rhythm is like stitched-up fatigue: stitches on a swollen lip, a slow “hallelujah” through clenched teeth, and a joke stuck in a loop.
Promises hang on a flying leash, and Jack Sparrow's compass wanders in my head - cheerful and slightly dangerous, like a toy that is not to be trusted.
Packs of Pall Mall shine in an imaginary ocean, and you want to travel blindly more than you want to understand the route.
Forgiveness here is not strength, but weakness, which suddenly becomes too human not to pity.
The sound is like a diary entry, mixing irony, fatigue, and a small victory over oneself: keeping your distance and yet touching with your thoughts.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Lost my weakness with the cherry
Save that valor for a baby
You're just holding a tether
You'll do what you want forever
You'll do what you want forever
Always copying the sun
Do you love to burn?
Baby, welcome to my garden
All the light here is a bargain
All the light here is a bargain
Only violent if you count thoughts
White tights around a cinder block
Over and over, clenching teeth
Something in there for me to keep
Something in there for me to keep
Pall malls glistening in the ocean
And you want to travel blind
And you trust me 'cause I've touched your
Perfect body with my mind
Your perfect body with my mind
Your perfect body with my mind
If I got what I wanted
Would I want the thing I got?
Make a mess or make a difference
But that's asking for a lot
I've been stitching up your fat lip
You don't care for needles, do you?
Just be patient three more minutes
This is my hallelujah
This is my hallelujah
Put the joke on loop forever
Change the punchline every time
I'm done trying to be clever
I just think what's mine is mine
I just think what's mine is mine
I got Jack Sparrow's compass
It isn't a fucking toy
I don't like what I'm becoming
But that's beside the point
Baby, that's beside the point
You ran out the front door screaming
Marigold and sleepy-eyed
Like the wisest of all heartbreak
You can say at least you tried
You can say at least you tried
Pitter-patter goes the doldrums
This tin roof has sprung a leak
Took the L in all directions
My forgiveness makes me weak
My forgiveness makes me weak