I have been a fan of Vienna for the past 11 years and listen to this song regularly. Today the words and meaning had me in tears as memories of my dad, sister, uncle, mother, step-mother, mother-in-law, brother, and nephew overwhelmed me (not to mention the friends who have died). These loved ones all died during the past 11 years that I have been listening to that song - some suddenly, some slowly. All are missed; all are remembered. Today this song became part of me. Thank you, Vienna.
I can't stop listening to this song. It's so deep and just like all of her songs, it's pure poety that tells a story. I don't know what all to say because it was so good that I can't say anything. :'} thanks for posting this!
Nothing weird about it. Even if the details are different for each listener and each death, the song speaks to grief in general through the specifics of the death Teng is eulogizing. My condolences on the loss of your father.
Everyone agrees it came too soon It was only meant to be an intersection You kept fear of death in back pocket of your jeans In the palm of your hand, affection It came like a sudden gust of wind Leaving them, bewildered, to ask how I recall last time we met you said we'd meet again The irony is only bitter now These days everyone cries "say uncle" They want to touch your spirit lest it die For this your sons and widow gather with us at the table To form a healing circle for our new demise These days everyone cries "say uncle" I retrieve the memories quickly as I can Add them to the portrait we all draw in our minds Your body gone, we shall keep the man I close my eyes and hope they do not fade These remnants of a voice and of a smile Images of landscape cloaked in forest green Like your life unfolding mile by mile A fierce embrace, a word of thanks A cheerful whistle and hours in a van Somehow these pieces must bring back the man you were Though the ocean claims your ashes on the sand
I have been a fan of Vienna for the past 11 years and listen to this song regularly. Today the words and meaning had me in tears as memories of my dad, sister, uncle, mother, step-mother, mother-in-law, brother, and nephew overwhelmed me (not to mention the friends who have died). These loved ones all died during the past 11 years that I have been listening to that song - some suddenly, some slowly. All are missed; all are remembered. Today this song became part of me. Thank you, Vienna.
I personal think this is one of Vienna's best. The feeling in this song is strong.
waaaah! :'( i'm crying just from listening to this song and reading people's stories!!!
I can't stop listening to this song. It's so deep and just like all of her songs, it's pure poety that tells a story. I don't know what all to say because it was so good that I can't say anything. :'} thanks for posting this!
I just lost my dad on July 14 2016... This weirdly speaks to me. I love you daddy...
Nothing weird about it. Even if the details are different for each listener and each death, the song speaks to grief in general through the specifics of the death Teng is eulogizing. My condolences on the loss of your father.
R.I.P To all our love ones we have lost. May we one-day reunite with them once again.
Such a beautiful song
Goodbye Uncle. I love you, tell my daddy hello. No more cancer for either of you.
her voice is so beautiful
my uncle would have been 59 years old today. It was like this song was written for him.
so beautifully sad. *cries* ='(
Everyone agrees it came too soon
It was only meant to be an intersection
You kept fear of death in back pocket of your jeans
In the palm of your hand, affection
It came like a sudden gust of wind
Leaving them, bewildered, to ask how
I recall last time we met you said we'd meet again
The irony is only bitter now
These days everyone cries "say uncle"
They want to touch your spirit lest it die
For this your sons and widow gather with us at the table
To form a healing circle for our new demise
These days everyone cries "say uncle"
I retrieve the memories quickly as I can
Add them to the portrait we all draw in our minds
Your body gone, we shall keep the man
I close my eyes and hope they do not fade
These remnants of a voice and of a smile
Images of landscape cloaked in forest green
Like your life unfolding mile by mile
A fierce embrace, a word of thanks
A cheerful whistle and hours in a van
Somehow these pieces must bring back the man you were
Though the ocean claims your ashes on the sand
Goodbye Uncle. Now you'll be growing potatoes and fishing in Heaven.
O.O
It's "intersection," not "interception."