I feel that that is kind of an obvious statement, but I thought I would just throw it out there anyway.
The night, the moon...the twinkly sounds that open the song...like a shooting star or a swirl of milky way staining the sky. I love the sound that is like whistling...how I imagine a robot would sound when he or she is whistling (I swear to God I am completely sober right now...I'm drinking chai tea) that weaves through the words of the chorus.
The words you wrote at the end of your post (aside: I copied them into my notebook so I could have them around...and to have a quotation that so aptly contrasts "Thinking about books just cured my drunk"). Channeling the light, creating the light...in not only the literal darkness, but figuratively...when things seem bleak and it is kind of hard to pull yourself out; I love that idea...I love it because it is true and complicated and always harder than it seems.
I think I've used this...metaphor? a few times, but when I listen to this song I get the feeling of floating on the surface of, in this case, a moon-lit pool, of being gently carried away without really noticing.
It is her voice. It almost hurts to listen. No matter how many times I listen to "Illumine", there's always this strange, uncomfortable lump in my throat; discomfort that I'm not quite sure what to with. When she says "father" and "illumine, by the moon-a" her voice cuts through the emotionless bleeps...or, rather, it transforms those bleeps into something with feelings (aside: like GEEZ LOUISE, I always end up talking about FEELINGS in my posts/comments...like...really).
"She dresses me in sky [...] stars are my slippers tonight."
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I feel that that is kind of an obvious statement, but I thought I would just throw it out there anyway.
The night, the moon...the twinkly sounds that open the song...like a shooting star or a swirl of milky way staining the sky. I love the sound that is like whistling...how I imagine a robot would sound when he or she is whistling (I swear to God I am completely sober right now...I'm drinking chai tea) that weaves through the words of the chorus.
The words you wrote at the end of your post (aside: I copied them into my notebook so I could have them around...and to have a quotation that so aptly contrasts "Thinking about books just cured my drunk"). Channeling the light, creating the light...in not only the literal darkness, but figuratively...when things seem bleak and it is kind of hard to pull yourself out; I love that idea...I love it because it is true and complicated and always harder than it seems.
I think I've used this...metaphor? a few times, but when I listen to this song I get the feeling of floating on the surface of, in this case, a moon-lit pool, of being gently carried away without really noticing.
It is her voice. It almost hurts to listen. No matter how many times I listen to "Illumine", there's always this strange, uncomfortable lump in my throat; discomfort that I'm not quite sure what to with. When she says "father" and "illumine, by the moon-a" her voice cuts through the emotionless bleeps...or, rather, it transforms those bleeps into something with feelings (aside: like GEEZ LOUISE, I always end up talking about FEELINGS in my posts/comments...like...really).
"She dresses me in sky [...] stars are my slippers tonight."