I get attached to verses of a song. It’s like tasting something strange for the first time and not being able to get enough of it. You then go on to dissect, introspect, and mull it over some more.
The line of the day is “No dawn, no day” from Florence + The Machine’s Cosmic Love that I love oh so much.
The meaning that this work has taken on for me is profound. It speaks to a tendency of choosing to go along with what is safe but finding oneself in the dark in the end. More precisely, it is about sacrificing your right to thought and dreaming for another’s.
In the song, the Florence sings the story of mistaking her love for something they weren’t. In light of this discovery, she is bound by a night with no visible end, alone in the darkness. But I think that is how she finds herself.
It’s the story of following one’s unreliable love into a meadow and finding oneself alone. Be it a literal lover or a tie you haven’t yet mustered the courage to sever, it’s the silencing of your heart for the sake of someone else’s happiness. At first, this seems generous, but I’ve only ever seen the fault in it after confronting feelings of lividity.
In this verse, I find solace in knowing that the darkest hour precedes the dawn and that the morning will come.