sent in by Zenobia Driver
'Out of Control'
Once, high on a hill, there was a song
Nothing was wrong, that's when time stood still
Now lovers are caught, tied in their dreams
Bound in their thoughts, wrapped in the depth of their love
If I can hold on to you
If I can hold on to you
Somewhere near the end, lovers pretend
Fake what they feel, take what they get from love
Start missing the drive, staying alive
Four out of five, without the feeling of love
If the sky is fire and hell is blue
If all of our dreams won't come true
If the sky is fire and hell is blue
I'll cover you, I'll cover you
Sky is fire, hell is blue
Sky is fire, hell is blue
That's why I'm out of control
Tear myself down, build myself up, tear myself down again
I'm talking to you, trying to get through
Don't want to hide, lost in the mirror of love
If I can hold on to you
If I can hold on to you
-- Neil Young
Heard this CSNY song this morning and thought i would submit it. its not
great poetry, but its nice.
Funny thing is, the song is titled 'Out of Control', but the tune and rhythm
are very serene and calm and peaceful; the words also seem very calm and
measured and not very out of control - either in rhythm or in meaning. So
the title doesnt exactly match the rest of it.
I liked the way falling out of love is described - 'Somewhere near the end,
lovers pretend'. Also the 'Tear myself down, build myself up, tear myself down
again' part - describes the confusion nicely.
Basically I liked the song and now I'm trying to give commentary to explain
why I liked it. Can't think of anything more to write.
Regards,
Zenobia D. Driver
Biography:
http://www.rollingstone.com/artists/bio.asp?oid=229&cf=229
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