I am cold against your skin, i am watching you, made of china
I am thrown against the sky, i am turning in your hand, scattering like light
turning in your hand
made of glass
A small blue thing, i am watching you Vega, small blue thing
like a marble
Your fingers, turning in your hand
like a marble
a small blue thing
With my knees against my mouth, i am thrown against the sky
scattering like light
i am cool and smooth and curious
I am lost against, i am turning in your hand
made of china
I am lost inside your pocket, i am scattering like light
i am perfectly round
i never blink
I am thrown against the sky, with my knees against my mouth
I am lost against, i am falling down the stairs
turning in your hand
i never blink
i am skipping on the sidewalk
You are perfectly reflected, i am watching you, i am raining down in pieces
Turning in your hand, i am cold against your skin
Two songs in my 51 years make me inconsolable every time. The other one is Beethoven's 3rd symphony. Suzanne...you articulate the point of beauty like nobody else. You get me in a way I don't understand. You lay me low with this song. I won't tell you how gorgeous I think you are in this comment cus I want you to know it's the song that is kicking my emotional ass this time. Thanks for the tears, my love.
First time listening to this, and I'm stunned. Had never considered this artist worthy, but suddenly realize how mistaken I've been. Absolutely gorgeous, poignant song. Must have.
The most pristinely erotic song I've heard. The idea of someone relishing an experience of total self-objectification borders on scary. She realizes that a "small blue thing" is something to be just for "today" but not forever and always. I hope that when the moment passes she'll have no trouble finding her way out of his pocket and away from his fingers and will recover some sense of her own existence instead of being his perfect reflection. Whew!
Thank you, still gives me the goosebump-surge it did 25 years ago when i first heard this beautiful song - the accompanying imagery is superb! Many thanks for sharing :)
Heart breakingly beautiful. Such wonderful use of language, imagery, simile and metaphor. Could you imagine going to a creative writing class hosted by Suzanne Vega?!
Wow! I can really related with the words of feeling at times like a small blue thing falling down the stairs and scattering like light and slipping on the sidewalk and feeling yaknow? I can really relate with what Suzy V just sang or as they say in the Southern USA simply, "Heard that!"