Saturday, March 20, 2010

Take It Back

Take It Back
     (written by Gilmour, Ezrin, Samson, Laird-Clowes)

* Her love rains down on me easy as a breeze
I listen to her breathing
It sounds like the waves on the sea
I was thinking all about her
Burning with rage and desire
We were spinning into darkness
The earth was on fire

She could take it back
She might take it back some day

So I spy on her, I lie to her
I make promises I cannot keep
Then I hear her laughter rising
Rising from the deep
And I make her prove her love for me
I take all that I can take
* I push her to the limit to see if she will break

She might take it back
She could take it back some day

Ring a ring o’ roses
A pocketful of posies,
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down

Now I have seen the warnings
Screaming from all sides
And it's easy to ignore them
* God knows I've tried
All of this temptation
* You know it turned my faith to lies
'Til I couldn't see the danger
Or hear the rising tide

She can take it back, she will take it back some day (2x)
She will take it back, she will take it back some day

One of the most interesting features of this song is the children's poem in the instrumental middle section. This poem originally referred to the Great Plague of London in 1664-1665: a children's rhyme whose lyrics had a morbid origin in reality. An early symptom of the Plague was a circular red rash; herbs carried in the pocket were meant to ward off the disease. Violent sneezing often preceded the collapse that would lead to death. [Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things by Charles Panati]

At first glance, Take it Back is a song a relationship; it is, but the woman involved is Mother Earth (or Mother Nature, or what have you). Thus, the Plague symbolises the warning of the revenge which the Earth might take upon the human race if they treat Her too badly.

Cluster One
What Do You Want from Me
Poles Apart
Great Day for Freedom, A
Wearing the Inside Out
Take It Back
Coming Back to Life
Keep Talking
Lost for Words
High Hopes

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