![]() While he hasn't changed (i.e., into a new man) or made a new or 'crispy' realisation, he has finally moved from out under the load/stack (or let go of these burdens) and lifted himself out of the rut he got stuck in. He then ends by talking about the 'unlocking' and the 'lift away' from this paralysis. I think there's an interesting theme of paralysis throughout the song - the image of being immobilised with stacks on top of you and his own self-destructive tendencies, as well as the image of his love being down in a 'frozen' ground. I like that he's ending on a hopeful note - he's no longer burdened and is starting over - 'everything that happens is from now on'. As a result, he's now free to safely deal with someone else's love, because he has the emotional space to accept it and appreciate it, which wasn't possible when he was paralyzed with the weight of troubles. ![]() The line 'it's hard to find it when you knew it' suggests to me that having a realization of love when you find it - doesn't necessarily mean you can accept someone else's love and love them in return - particularly when he's incapacitated by self-destructive habits (i.e spending recklessly, drinking too much). The use of the present tense might indicate that he perceives this tendency to still be present. I think there's also a hint that self-destructive tendencies got him into that rut he became stuck in - 'i keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time' etc. ![]() he's shuffling the cards in different ways but still getting the same outcome. Why did this happen? How come I didn't see it? How could I have put my chips into this pot and had my heart broken so badly?Ĭhange of words in the chorus reminds me of shuffling of cards in poker. Whatever could it be that brought me to this loss - a familiar feeling/question you experience as you morn the loss of your love. That has brought me to this loss - I think of this as the black crow with the keys as an illusion as his mind wanders back and imagines that his love and relationship will come back, the black crow fake tossing his keys to her house back to him. There's a black crow sitting across from me his wiry legs are crossedĪnd he's dangling my keys he even fakes a toss His love has been pushed under a frozen grown, but it's waiting for spring and will bloom again. In a frozen ground - this is talking about where he's at after the relationship was over. The fountain in the front yard is rusted out I've twisting to the sun I needed to replace Your heart's been broken and you are sitting there feeling the bad effects of the liquor. You are throwing down 200 at a time, losing your money (having your feelings hurt because of the issues in the relationship, your heart chipped away at).Īnd then your money's all gone and you are drunk as hell. And you may not be able to see the downsides of the relationship in to which you are putting your chips (your heart), and you overplay your hand (put your heart into a relationship that's probably going to hurt you). Your vision gets clouded by love as it does by liquor. Love actually changes the chemsitry of the human brain, like alcohol. You can become drunk with what you love about a person, with how you feel when you are with them, with how you envision the future with this person. ![]() When you are drunk and gambling, you throw your chips into the pot and often make bad decisions, the liquor causing you to feel more optimistic about your hand than you should, causing you to gamble with reckless abandon. You risk getting your heart broken (all your chips taken away). In a relationship, if you are really committing, you put your heart into it. In poker, you put your chips in the pot when you think you might win, but you are risking them, and they may all get taken away. When you play poker, you gamble, as you do in a relationship. This song is using poker as a metaphor for being in a relationship, in this case, a failed relationship. It's the sound of me unlocking and you lift away He's dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss There's a black crow sitting across from me In the back with the racks and you're unstacking your loadĪnd the fountain in the front yard is rusted out In the back with the racks and he stacks your load On your back with your racks as he stacks your load
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