DR. WATSON I PRESUME I sat in a motel room with the doctor Just before we were supposed to sing He said regarding this guardian wing This black and clipped misshapen thing Hobbling on from claw to ring Hung upside down and cawing Pecking at carrion of the fallen Battalion Thawing On frozen mooring Blackbird in a crust no more They fell down 4 and 20 Bloodstained the land of want and plenty Now raven standing at his shoulder Stared with eyes of molten solder Dripping on a lacquer box Introducing keys to locks Seven talents there where hidden Mysterious and some forbidden Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom Dig the dirt up from the tomb Doctor ...Watson I presume One will follow Two unknown sorrow Three for laughter Four ever after Five-foot flood when the waters hit Six feet deep the eternal pit Seven prayers and seven pleas To eight imagined deities Cat o’ nine tails Cat of nine lives Brides turned into old wives tales Your complexion colours then it pales And into the sunset it sails Soon these secrets will be scattered Heaven knows what lies inside It took a moment to discover A lifetime to decide Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom Dig the dirt up from the tomb Dr. Watson I presume You can also play with a capo (7th fret I believe) as in http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ss6mwv7bWfY I sat in a motel room with the doctor Just before we were supposed to sing He said regarding this guardian wing This black and clipped misshapen thing Hobbling on from claw to ring Hung upside down and cawing Pecking at carrion of the fallen Battalion Thawing On frozen mooring Blackbird in a crust no more They fell down 4 and 20 Bloodstained the land of want and plenty Now raven standing at his shoulder Stared with eyes of molten solder Dripping on a lacquer box Introducing keys to locks Seven talents there where hidden Mysterious and some forbidden Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom Dig the dirt up from the tomb Doctor Watson I presume One will follow Two unknown sorrow Three for laughter Four ever after Five-foot flood when the waters hit Six feet deep the eternal pit Seven prayers and seven pleas To eight imagined deities Cat o’ nine tails Cat of nine lives Brides turned into old wives tales Your complexion colours then it pales And into the sunset it sails Soon these secrets will be scattered Heaven knows what lies inside It took a moment to discover A lifetime to decide Take the honey from the comb Ravel thread around the loom Dig the dirt up from the tomb Dr. Watson I presume

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À propos de la chanson

Dans cette chanson, un protagoniste se retrouve dans une chambre de motel avec un médecin juste avant de devoir se produire. Ils évoquent une créature sombre et déformée, un corbeau qui picore les restes d'un passé tumultueux. Les images de la guerre et de la souffrance sont omniprésentes, et des références à des talents cachés et à des secrets suggèrent une quête introspective. Leurs conversations sont entrecoupées de réflexions sur la vie, la mort et les mystères qui résident en chacun de nous. La chanson semble aborder des thèmes universels tels que le chagrin, la recherche du sens et l’espoir, tout en tissant des métaphores évocatrices sur les ombres du passé et les promesses de l'avenir.