Regn, tåg, cigaretter och svunnen kärlek

Rocklyriken kretsar naturligt kring ett begränsat antal teman. Det vanligaste är också det mest banala: "Pojke möter flicka. Pojke och flicka ligger. Pojke och flicka drar i väg i solnedgången". Eller som Bruce Springsteen summerat det hela: "man needs woman, and they fall in love."

Aningens mer intressanta variationer på temat är: "Flicka lämnar pojke. Pojke deppar ihop och skriver centrallyrisk rocktext" eller "Pojke gör något dumt. Flicka drar. Pojke ångrar sig."

Ibland stöter man på kärlekstexter som är så rätta i sin banalitet och så självklara i den fullständiga distanslösheten till den egna smärtan att de blir fantastiska. Sisters of Mercy var okrönta mästare i att skriva depressiv rocklyrik för suicidala gymnasister. Nattsvart och skärande vackert. I låten "Nine while Nine" lyckas Andrew Eldritch få med alla obligatoriska schabloner i sin beskrivning av den svunna sörjda kärleken.

And it's passing strange

and I'm waiting for the train

caught up on this line again

and it's passing slowly

killing time

But it's better than living in what will come and

I've still got some of your letters with me and I

thought sometimes or I read too much

and I think you know

Let's drink to the dead lying under the water and the

cost of the blood on the driven snow and the

Lipstick on my cigarettes

Frost upon the window pane

Nine while nine and I'm waiting

For the train.....

She said "do you remember a time when angels

do you remember a time when fear

in the days when I was stronger

in the days when you were here"

She said "when days had no beginning

while days had no end when

shadows grew no longer

I knew no other friend, but you were wild

You were wild....."

Frost upon these cigarettes

Lipstick on the window pane and I've

lost all sense of the world outside but I

can't forget so I call your name and I'm

looking for a life for me and I'm

looking for a life for you and I'm

talking to myself again and it's

so damn cold it's just not true and I'm

walking through the rain

trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm

only looking for what you want but it's

lonely here and I think you knew and I'm

and I'm waiting

and I wait in vain

Nine while nine and I'm waiting

for the train

Magiskt.

//P