Thursday, October 23, 2008

"I Will Follow You Into The Dark"
-Death Cab for Cutie

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark

I love this poem! The first few times I heard it I couldn't NOT cry. There are so many rich wonderful lyrics to hold on to with this poem. I am especially fond of the imagry of "our hands clasped so tight, waiting for a hint of a spark." I also love the metaphor of Catholic school being vicious as Roman rule. What I especially enjoy about this poem is that even though it is obvious in its message, there is still depth and interest to the words. There isn't one word that it wasted. I think this is an especially sweet poem written from the perspective of saying good-bye to a loved one--and I want to agrue for either a wife/lover. I think it is an amazingly powerful love where you would so calmly know that you'd never leave that person, that you would follow them, even in death. This sort of plays on the "Luke Havergal" poem, though I think "Follow You" is a little less creepy. In "Luke Havergal" Luke is clearly going to death's gate alone; in this speakers case, he is clearly going with the person he loves. This poem has a very peaceful edge to it, where as "Luke" had a scary, dark quality. Both of these poems are equally haunting however. I suppose you could say that "Follow You" is a little stalker-riffic. Or you could read into it that it is like a gaurdian angel guiding and following their charge, especially since the speaker conveys confidence in their knowing of what they can/will do, and there isn't a questioning tone.

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