Odes to Joy

Love Hate Relationship, Vol I: Philias · Track 4 · middle

Strand by Strand

Trichophilia (hair) — hair as rope/veil/weapon, 'pull me under'; sensory + control.

Lyrics

[Intro]
Black silk river in the low lamplight
A silent invitation to get the feeling right

[Verse 1]
You let it fall across your shoulder, a curtain made of night
I trace the pattern that it's making in the amber candle light
Every single thread a story, every current, every wave
It's the only kind of treasure I was ever meant to save

[Chorus]
So let me learn you, strand by strand, a lesson in my hand
It's the anchor and the guideline, it's the law across the land
Pull me under, pull me closer, I don't want to understand
Just unravel me completely, strand by strand

[Verse 2]
The clock upon the mantel reads 11:47
You tip your head back like you're offering a piece of some dark heaven
And you know I want to brush it, feel the tension at the root
A hundred strokes to quiet down a beautiful dispute

[Chorus]
So let me learn you, strand by strand, a lesson in my hand
It's the anchor and the guideline, it's the law across the land
Pull me under, pull me closer, I don't want to understand
Just unravel me completely, strand by strand

[Bridge]
Is it a comfort, or a weapon? A promise, or a dare?
When you twist it in your fingers, you can hold me right there
It’s a silken manacle I would be happy just to wear
And I don't know where it's leading, and I find I just don't care

[Chorus]
So let me learn you, strand by strand, a lesson in my hand!
It's the anchor and the guideline, it's the law across the land!
Pull me under, pull me closer, I don't want to understand!
Just unravel me completely, strand by strand

[Outro]
Unravel me...
Strand by single strand
Yeah, just... strand by strand
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