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We start out simple. Heaven's Knife: A song from Garrel's 2015 Album Home, dedicated to the artist's wife
Lyric
The lyric to Heaven's knife, anchored in the first romance reminds me much of this "lyric" penned a some years earlier by John Milton, author of Paradise Lost
Under his forming hands a Creature grew
Manlike but different sex, so lovely fair,
That what seemed fair in all the world seem’d now
Mean, or in her summ’d up, in her contained
And in her looks, from that time infused
Sweetness into my heart unfelt before,
And into all things from her Air inspir’d
The spirit of love and amorous delight.
She disappeared and left me dark, I wak’d
To find her, or forever to deplore
Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure
When out of hope, behold her not far off,
Such as I saw her in my dream adorn’d
With what all Earth or Heaven could bestow
To make her amiable: On she came
Led by her heav’nly maker, though unseen
And guided by His voice, nor uninform’d
Of nuptial Sanctity and marital Rights:
Grace was in all her steps, and Heav’n in her Eye
And every gesture dignity and love.
--
Lyric
Take my hand
I won't let go
We've waited so long
I won't let go
We've waited so long
And all my life
I walked alone
To you, my heart, my home
I walked alone
To you, my heart, my home
Like the first man
I was cut so deep by heaven's knife
When I awoke from my sleep
Oh my Lord, she's beautiful
She's a part of me
She's my wife
I was cut so deep by heaven's knife
When I awoke from my sleep
Oh my Lord, she's beautiful
She's a part of me
She's my wife
Bound by love
One flesh to be
An unbroken ring
One flesh to be
An unbroken ring
And I lay down
My life for thee
In love we are free
My life for thee
In love we are free
Like the first man
I was cut so deep by heaven's knife
When I awoke from my sleep
Oh my Lord, she' s beautiful
Walking up to me
Oh she's wonderful, standing next to me
Oh she's all
All that I could need, yeah
She's beautiful, she's a part of me
She's my wife
I was cut so deep by heaven's knife
When I awoke from my sleep
Oh my Lord, she' s beautiful
Walking up to me
Oh she's wonderful, standing next to me
Oh she's all
All that I could need, yeah
She's beautiful, she's a part of me
She's my wife
The lyric to Heaven's knife, anchored in the first romance reminds me much of this "lyric" penned a some years earlier by John Milton, author of Paradise Lost
Under his forming hands a Creature grew
Manlike but different sex, so lovely fair,
That what seemed fair in all the world seem’d now
Mean, or in her summ’d up, in her contained
And in her looks, from that time infused
Sweetness into my heart unfelt before,
And into all things from her Air inspir’d
The spirit of love and amorous delight.
She disappeared and left me dark, I wak’d
To find her, or forever to deplore
Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure
When out of hope, behold her not far off,
Such as I saw her in my dream adorn’d
With what all Earth or Heaven could bestow
To make her amiable: On she came
Led by her heav’nly maker, though unseen
And guided by His voice, nor uninform’d
Of nuptial Sanctity and marital Rights:
Grace was in all her steps, and Heav’n in her Eye
And every gesture dignity and love.
--
John Milton – Paradise Lost. (sliver)
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