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Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song) - Fiona Apple
“Those boom times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted
It's just rust
And that signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering,”
(Ginger’s Song of the Day: March 27th, 2020)
“So why did I kiss him so hard late last Friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it.”
THE SIGNATURE THING THAT USED TO BRING A FOLLOWING I HAVE TROUBLE NOW EVEN REMEMBERING
Tymps:
Those boon times went bust My feet of clay, they dried to dust...
: What does feet of clay mean
FEET OF CLAY - "The phrase comes from the Old Testament (Dan.2:31-32). There the Hebrew captain Daniel interprets a dream for Nebuchadnezzar, founder of the new Babylonian Empire. Nebuchadnezzar had dreamed of a giant idol with golden head, silver arms and chest, brass thighs and body, and iron legs. Only the feet of this image, compounded of iron and potter's clay, weren't made wholly of metal. Daniel told Nebuchadnezzar that the clay feet of the figure made it vulnerable, that it prophesized the breaking apart of his empire. Over the years readers of the Bible were struck with the phrase 'feet of clay' in the story and it was used centuries ago to describe an unexpected flaw or vulnerable point in the character of a hero or any admired person." From the "Encyclopedia of Word and Phrase Origins" by Robert Hendrickson (Facts on File, New York, 1997).
Daniel 31-33 Thou, O king, sawest, and behold a great image. This great image, whose brightness was excellent, stood before thee; and the form thereof was terrible. 32 This image's head was of fine gold, his breast and his arms of silver, his belly and his thighs of brass, 33 His legs of iron, his feet part of iron and part of clay. [x]
those boon times went bust my feet of clay they dried to dust
the red isn't the red we painted it's just. rust.
i'm either so sick in the head i need to be bled dry to quit or i just really used to love him i sure hope that's it
I KNEW THAT TO KEEP IN TOUCH WOULD DO ME DEEP IN DUTCH