I wish I could express more eloquently why I love this song. Apart from how it gives me a dull ache in my heart. Like a pain I can't pinpoint but darts around, escaping recognition, for then it can't be diminished.
That self-awareness unashamedly referring to himself as a 'weak little man - the one singing - out his jangling, ringing and hopefully stinging attack on you.'
he's being pathetic he's all too clear he even went as far to turn someone 'into my new ringer for you,'
he spent the whole song being spiteful hoping she 'get angry and hurt and have the hardest of landings,'
but he's just a man who had his heart broken and never got over that heartbreak who stays on in the 'same comfy town,' and 'fight off the spring,'
and the whole song is really about how much he LOVES her - and you feel that even through all his distortions and manipulations.
I lean my head slowly to the side, reflect on the camellia on the moss
of the temple, reflect on a cup of tea, while outside the wind is rustling
the foliage, the forward rush of life is crystallised in a brilliant jewel
of a moment that knows neither plans nor future, human destiny is rescued
from the pale succession of days, glows with light at last and, surpassing
time, warms my tranquil heart.