Song Young Anymore - my interpretation
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On my walk tonight, DB's song Young Anymore from Bedtime Stories came on and while listening to it, I wondered, "why does this song resonate" with me like it does?Being 51, I've noticed over the years that I don't really mind feeling melancholy and to me, that's a good thing - because to me, it's like a link to something yearned for.So, when I hear this song, I think of being a father and either watching a child he does not have as much contact with due to some reason or a father thinking of that time he once did have and how he yearns for that time back and he knows that it's passed. To me, the meaning I interpret is that the young daughter is now grown and she is recalling that past time as well (a more seedy interpretation - due to the existence of dark elements present in some of DB's music - is that the young lady is now a prostitute and recalling a more innocent time in her life).Still, while listening to this track, I was also recalling why this album sticks with me so much and I recalled when I bought it, I was in the army down in Alabama in training and away from family and long time friends and at that particular time, this album really went with my mood and homesick melancholy......Here are they lyrics....(copy and pasted from the work of our wonderful host, Dan).....
Young Anymore (Baerwald / Klein)she's a ballerina
she rises with the sun
puts her leotard on
does her exercise
her mama waits outside
smoking cigarettes in
the car
and wishing on a star
and concocting alibis
me I drift by
a cop casts suspicious eyes
but I'm only thinking of
a blond ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind
closed doors
and I watch the little girls
dancing across the floor
and I'm thinking
this time
maybe I ain't that young
anymore
the wind from the freeway
is blowing her hair
she ties it back with a string
the hot desert sun comes down like a
brick
she rubs a little lotion in
a truck flew by
the driver gave a sexy eye
but she didn't notice
she was only thinking about a blond
ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind closed
doors
and I watch the little girls
as they traverse the floor
and I'm thinking this time
maybe I ain't all that young
anymore© 1990 Zen of Iniquity Publishing
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On my walk tonight, DB's song Young Anymore from Bedtime Stories came on and while listening to it, I wondered, "why does this song resonate" with me like it does?Being 51, I've noticed over the years that I don't really mind feeling melancholy and to me, that's a good thing - because to me, it's like a link to something yearned for.So, when I hear this song, I think of being a father and either watching a child he does not have as much contact with due to some reason or a father thinking of that time he once did have and how he yearns for that time back and he knows that it's passed. To me, the meaning I interpret is that the young daughter is now grown and she is recalling that past time as well (a more seedy interpretation - due to the existence of dark elements present in some of DB's music - is that the young lady is now a prostitute and recalling a more innocent time in her life).Still, while listening to this track, I was also recalling why this album sticks with me so much and I recalled when I bought it, I was in the army down in Alabama in training and away from family and long time friends and at that particular time, this album really went with my mood and homesick melancholy......Here are they lyrics....(copy and pasted from the work of our wonderful host, Dan).....
Young Anymore (Baerwald / Klein)she's a ballerina
she rises with the sun
puts her leotard on
does her exercise
her mama waits outside
smoking cigarettes in
the car
and wishing on a star
and concocting alibis
me I drift by
a cop casts suspicious eyes
but I'm only thinking of
a blond ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind
closed doors
and I watch the little girls
dancing across the floor
and I'm thinking
this time
maybe I ain't that young
anymore
the wind from the freeway
is blowing her hair
she ties it back with a string
the hot desert sun comes down like a
brick
she rubs a little lotion in
a truck flew by
the driver gave a sexy eye
but she didn't notice
she was only thinking about a blond
ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind closed
doors
and I watch the little girls
as they traverse the floor
and I'm thinking this time
maybe I ain't all that young
anymore© 1990 Zen of Iniquity Publishing
