I know this is terribly melodramatic, but I’ve been stuck in bed for three days straight with the plague, so I’ll ask you to permit me some indulgences.
I used to listen to this song a lot when things weren’t going very well for me. Due to circumstance, distance, estrangement, isolation, etc., I spent some of those particularly bad times entirely on my own. I was in my early 20’s, so you’d think I was past needing to have someone hold my hand and tell me everything would be alright, but you’d be wrong.
I think we all still need that now and then.
I used to listen to this and pretend Nick Cave was singing to me. For whatever reason it would calm me, however temporarily. To this day it still has that ability. I literally feel like I’m being scooped up in a warm blanket and being held by an elder figure. I can’t think of much more comforting words:
Come over here, babe
lt ain’t that bad
I don’t claim to understand
The troubles that you’ve had
But the dogs you say they fed you to
Lay their muzzles in your lap
And the lions that they led you to
Lie down and take a nap
The ones you fear are wind and air
And I love you without measure
It seems we can be happy now
Be it better late than never
