Bittersweet symphony what does it mean

But I usually disregard the lyrics and I think about their situation. I don't think about the lyrics, I comment what's happening in their life. Hope you are doing well. God Bless. I know it a bit late but this was actually my song at my first dance of my Wedding. So I read it exactly as it says.

We did make some money and then he did in fact die. Sometimes songs mean exactly what they say. Well did for me. I take the interpretation as this, here we have an angry young man,angry at society and himself.

He'll show you some of his life that got no further than his local streets that he travels to the end of to find? His mates, the pub?

He makes excuses for himself that he knows no better 'here in my mould'and probably lies alot bout his life to impress 'different face from one day to the next' he's bo church goer but has found himself down on his knees asking God 'cant you see I'm in pain,feel my pain! I know I can change,I can change but I'm cryn out for help. I am surprised no body mentioned that this song could be about a collapsed narcissist, their core pain of the loss of narcissistic supply, and desperate.

The other thing that leads me to this conclusion is the character's actions in the video, its obvious that he cares for nobody other than himself bumping into everyone doesn't care if hurts anyone. He looks at himself as a victim of life's handed to him, yet the real victims are the ones he is running into on the sidewalk, shows no empathy.

Life is ever changing. Just when you think you've got it made, got things figured out, take that sigh of relief LIFE Happens again Learn to go with the ebbs and flows and expect change always. Never get too comfortable being just one person in one place. Change and live fully. That's the secret to life. Many people seem to agree this song is about life and some people believe it's also about someone loving even though they know one day they are going to die and only a few of you think it's about living with a disorder mostly bipolar.

But has any of you thought this was just a song about the 'Average Joe'? In most of my favorite books and movies, the main character is struggling with the bitter sweetness of life but also dealing with the question "Who am I? Now, the question of who you really are is very hard to answer which is normal for some people but other people find it pit from friends or just living life bit the truth is that you aren't who you really are, the world seems to make this veil over your face locking your real personality in while media and the government make a whole new person of you.

Don't believe me? Bit back to the song, when it says, "I'm a million different people from one day to the next" he is really saying that he doesn't know who he is so the world uses that to it's advantage and makes him believe he's one person though he isn't who he thinks he is.

And then the final verse of the song draws the lyrical journey to an end in an enigmatic matter. Speaking of extremes that meet each other: is pain the thing that triggers change? Is there a path that allows us to purify ourselves? These notes are us. If a song goes beyond the surface of our being and tells us who we are, it will remain true forever. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam.

Learn how your comment data is processed. About Team Privacy Policy Contact. Rate this item: 1. It is about the feeling of being trapped and powerless to change your behavior or your life due to circumstances beyond your control. It is about the sense of desperation you feel as your life passes before your eyes and you struggle unsuccessfully to control and shape it. It is about the perpetual conflict between the path you want to follow and the path you are compelled to follow. Walking down a busy London street is a metaphor for how he feels about his life.

He walks down the street and is almost hit by a passing car, runs into people, walks over a car hood that is in his path, etc. As a result everyone is annoyed — even angry with him. When a young woman confronts him physically he calmly and resolutely moves forward along his path without a trace of animosity or anger.

People are critical and disdainful of the path he is walking — insisting he should be able to avoid these obstacles— to choose a better, safer and more conscientious path to walk. But he feels completely powerless to change his speed and direction. His path is mandated and not chosen by him. He knows emphatically that he could be different — be a better person and live a different, more meaningful life. He wants more meaning in his life. But the overriding importance of the pursuit of making a living is always threatening to squeeze out his uniqueness, nullify his aptitudes and mold his path to a formal structure of daily life that he had no part in designing.

He wants to be a better person. Yet, he continually finds himself walking down the same familiar self-destructive paths, despite his effort to avoid them. There is never a time when he can break free of this mold because he is stuck in a pattern of behavior until he dies.

Because this is the only life he will ever have, he is pressed with frequent internal anguish. He is on the verge of breaking and is walking through life in a fog.

He gets down on his knees to pray — if only to hear the sound his own voice recognizing the frustration he feels. Any sound of compassion - any recognition of his pain - is better than the silence. He prays sincerely, earnestly and desperately. While he is pleading and making his case, his prayer is like a melody that helps him to feel better.

It is a song that clears his mind, grounds him and makes him feel like he can break free of his mold and change his life. But it is a false hope. When he finishes praying there is only silence. He won't accept it because it's the only life he will have, he's on the verge of breaking and can't take living life without meaning, at his most desperate time he begins to pray for help, he feels it's possible to break free of his mundane life but after his prayer god does not answer and he is back to being trapped.

He has no idea what to do and finds himself just as discouraged and helpless as before. There must be more to life than this "Vanity, vanity: all is vanity and striving after the wind".