Since I know you're a huge fan of Brand New, you think you could explain Limousine to me? Thnx :3
The song is about seven year old Katie Flynn who was the subject of a car crash in which a drunk driver was driving on the opposite side of the road and hit the car full collision, head on without breaking. The mother searched for her daughter but could only find the head, and stayed in the street with her head clutched in her arms for an hour. The “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 loves you so much” part could have to do with Katie’s age, the seven deadly sins in the Bible, and the number of God.
The first verse is from the perspective of her mother.
The second verse is from the drunk driver’s perspective.
Arguably, the lyrics that are hard to hear
(We’ll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth We’ll never have to rot together under the dirt I’ll never have to lose my baby in the crowd I should be laughing right now)
is from the perspective of the Devil claiming that he should feel joyous right now, but feels remorse about the death of young Katie. It can also be looked at from Katie’s eye, who should be happy not having to deal with the loss of anyone, or having to deal with marriage and the concept of “til death do them part.”
I think it’s Brand New’s best song, definitely their best work together as a band. The story is gut wrenching, the lyrics are perfect, and the instruments come together so well.
I think Jesse nailed the second verse, when Jesus claims that he wouldn’t die for the drunk driver’s sins again if he could. So much guilt and regret in his words, from both parties.
“Imagine your girlfriend taking photographs of you, not selfies, not “outfit of the day”, no Instagram bullshit. Actual photos. When you wake up, when you look at her, when you’re making love, when you’re cooking, when you’re taking a shower. Imagine if your girlfriend did that. This is a person who loves creating a visual documentation of the person she loves. You would cry at every picture she took because you know it’ll be purer than any other visual representation of yourself.”—Shandopaul Sewell (via thatkindofwoman)
“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”—Anaïs Nin (via thatkindofwoman)