Moving ahead, leaving things behind, pride and shame: topics to be presented in a sugary coat with a sprinkle of rage and a truckload of confident wistfulness – done! And the yin-yangy aspect of Polished to Roughness becomes more evident with each release. Or so it seems at last…
…until you see the video, where Anouk Segebart ingeniously shows a completely different interpretation definitely worth seeing!
Nach vorne schauen, Dinge zurücklassen, Stolz und Scham: Themen, die mit Zuckerguss präsentiert werden sollten, mit einer Prise Zorn und massenhaft selbstsicherer Wehmut – check! Und der Ying-Yang Aspekt von Polished to Roughness wird mit jeder Veröffentlichung immer deutlicher. And so it goes…
…könnte man meinen, bis man das Video von Anouk Segebart gesehen hat, die auf geniale Art eine vollkommen andere Interpretation des Stückes in bewegte Bilder fasst. Definitiv sehenswert!
Songtext – What I left behind
And so it goes, or so it seems at least
I can’t find peace on my own
it’s nothing serious, it’s just a little melancholia, and it’ll pass
it’ll go away
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind
if I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind, would it go away?
The arrogance was so divine, my friend
blindness helped me see the light
and it’s nothing dangerous, it’s just a solid pair of mindcuffs, to help me stand
and I let ‚em go
Fading away, and the memory’s melting in pools of light and I cannot help but wonder
what I left behind
fading away, and the memory’s melting in pools of light and I cannot help but wonder
what I left behind, will it go away?
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind
if I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind, would it go away?
You did what you did, and you did it right
don’t forget you dreams, let ‚em out of sight
It’s nothing serious, it’s just a little melancholia, and it’ll pass
it’ll go away
Fading away, and the memory’s melting in pools of light and I cannot help but wonder
what I left behind
fading softly and the memory’s melting in pools of light and I cannot help but wonder
what I left behind
will it go away?
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind
If I could take back now, all the things I did, and what I left behind, would it go away…?