Marjorie:

The autumn chill that wakes me up

You loved the amber skies so much

Long limbs and frozen swims

You'd always go past where our feet could touch

And I complained the whole way there

The car ride back and up the stairs

I should've asked you questions

I should've asked you how to be

Asked you to write it down for me

Should've kept every grocery store receipt

'Cause every scrap of you would be taken from me

Watched as you signed your name Marjorie

All your closets of backlogged dreams

And how you left them all to me

 

The way she changes the following lyrics slightly with every verse:

And if I didn't know better, I'd think you were talking to me now

And if I didn't know better, I'd think you were listening to me now

And if I didn't know better, I'd think you were singing to me now (this is important to know)

 

The way she repeats this throughout the song: 

If I didn't know better

I'd think you were still around

 

And changes it on the final line:

I know better

But I still feel you all around

 

Followed by an actual recording of her grandmother Marjorie's voice "singing to her now" (she was an opera singer) 

 

UGH her mind

Marjorie is one of her best songs. 

This is exactly what I came for. That bridge, that changing chorus and that final line are what makes marjorie a career highlight. Devastating yet so beautiful. It took my breath away and made me sob so hard when I first listened to it.

Marjorie and Coney Island have the best lyrics in Evermore. Two lyrical masterpieces.

15 minutes ago, Roberto said:

Marjorie is one of her best songs. 

 

5 minutes ago, Britney Is Fierce said:

This is exactly what I came for. That bridge, that changing chorus and that final line are what makes marjorie a career highlight. Devastating yet so beautiful. It took my breath away and made me sob so hard when I first listened to it.

 

5 minutes ago, Mr. Duff said:

Marjorie and Coney Island have the best lyrics in Evermore. Two lyrical masterpieces.

Taste

Taste

TASTE

Is it really possible to choose just one song? 

I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night
Rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife
And if it was an open-shut case
I never would've known from that look on your face
Lost in your current like a priceless wine. 

 

While you were out building other worlds, where was I?
Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?
I made you my temple, my mural, my sky
Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life
Drawing hearts in the byline
Always taking up too much space or time
You assume I'm fine
But what would you do if I...

 

You had a speech, you're speechless 

there'll be happiness after me

but there was happiness because of me

both of these things I believe there is happiness

in our history, across our great divide

there is a glorious sunrise

dappled with the flickers of light from the dress I wore at midnight

leave it all behind and there's happiness

 

The question pounds my head
"What's a lifetime of achievement?"

If I pushed you to the edge
But you were too polite to leave me

And do you miss the rogue
Who coaxed you into paradise and left you there?

Will you forgive my soul
When you're too wise to trust me and too old to care?

'Cause we were like the mall before the Internet
It was the one place to be
The mischief, the gift wrapped suburban dreams
Sorry for not winning you an arcade ring

 

How's one to know?
I'd meet you where the spirit meets the bones
In a faith-forgotten land
In from the snow
Your touch brought forth an incandescent glow
Tarnished but so grand

 

while you were out building other worlds, where was I?

where's that man who threw blankets over my barbed wire?

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life...

 

gleaming, twinkling, eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting, I almost jump in

but I don't like a gold rush, gold rush

I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush

I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch

everybody wants you, everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

walk past, quick brush, I don't like slow-motion, double vision in a rose blush

I don't like that falling feels like flying til the bone crush

everybody wants you, but I don't like a gold rush

 

I know I'm just a wrinkle in your new life

staying friends would iron it out so nice

guilty, guilty, reaching out across the sea

that you put between you and me

but it's fake and it's oh so unnecessary

evermore truly is her best album 

I replay my footsteps on each stepping stone
Trying to find the one where I went wrong
Writing letters
Addressed to the fire
 

there something about these lines