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Keljeck 03:06 pm UTC 10/26/07 |
| http://jimsteinman.blogspot.com/ I'm more interested in the song than in the political babble. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it, I know what it means and I am blown away by Jim's characterization of Hook which is admitably, even after reading The Dream Engine and Neverland, not what I had expected. I'll post it here for convenience. THE DEVIL’S PLAYGROUND I will decorate this city With Ribbons Of Blood I will find the endless tears Soon to be a flood I will conjure up the magic Far beyond your sight I’ll illuminate this city With the ascension of the light Eternal terrors hold us down Keep us plodding in the mud I WILL DECORATE THIS CITY IN RIBBONS OF BLOOD. Broken hearts Are the Devil’s Playground Shattered dreams Disillusioned youth And all of man Is the Devil’s Playground Shameless lies And Shameful truth We’ll all succumb! And some time when The Dark exults and moons arise In the blink of an eye The Devil’s Playground Is Born Again! The Devil’s Playground Is Alive Again! So Come On Down To the Devil’s Playground! Come On Down Before It Disappears In the blink of an eye You see the Devil’s playground Now it all seems dead But it used to be here…Once! (Once it was here) Once! Before it disappeared! Once! ‘Once’ always disappears Trembling hands Are the Devil’s Playground Empty plans And hollow hopes ETERNAL TERRORS HOLD US DOWN AND WE’LL ALL BE DROWNING IN THE MUD! I will decorate this city With ribbons of blood……………… In the blink of an eye All is lost The storms they rumble And the winds are tossed In the blink of an eye You’re a sad old man Trying to remember Whatever you can In the blink of an eye Death will clutch you No respect For fortune or Fame In the blink of an eye It all awaits you Thousand of tombstones Waiting for the names Just waiting for the names In the blink of an eye…………… In the blink of an eye…………… In the blink of an ------- I I I I WILL DECORATE THIS CITY WITH RIBBONS OF BLOOD! (soft) No matter How tragic the loss No matter How heavy the cost To this very day I can stand tall and say: I fought for Paradise But Paradise lost I fought for Paradise And Paradise lost. It wasn’t your fault or mine Wasn’t this it wasn’t that But Paradise lost In the final at bat Paradise lost In the last at bat. (DARK.) I'm more interested in how sad the song is really more than the anger. I always saw Hook as a depressed individual driven insane by Pan being... well Pan. It'll take longer for me to pin prick at the wording, but as for what's being put across I love it. A mad old senex trying to bring back what probably never was, and never can be. | |
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