The point isn’t that she doesn’t care and he does; the point is that neither of them cares all that much. This is a postmodern song and the writer is illustrating the randomness and usually, meaninglessness of the things that connect us in relationships. A half-remembered film that they both “sorta liked” gives them as much common ground as plenty of couples who’re still together. His argument’s not “I can’t live without you,” it’s more ilke “why not keep hanging out if we don’t have anything better to do?”
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By no means was I indicating that it works, mind you.
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“See! We both kinda liked it. Let’s get married!”
“Ok!”
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]]>Just for the record, I love analyzing song lyric and would have majored in it if such a field of study were available to me.
And yet Bowie is excellent and Deep Blue Something sucks big time. Clarity ain’t everything in rock, it would seem.
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