critical response #3: Pictures of You by The Last Goodnight

                                           Pictures of You by the Last Goodnight.

                          The song Pictures of You was written and produced by Jeff Blue and performed by The Last Goodnight. When listening to this song the lyrics tye up well with the emotions and and musical elements used. The song in my opinion (from what i could disipher) is about taking charge of your life. When the part about the pictures comes up in the song i believe that this is a metaphore. The pictures represent that you will always live with what you have and havent done: you will live with the dissapointment, sadness, happiness, and any other emotion felt in your life so you have to use it well. The song also talks about how most people just stand there and are used as pons in other peoples lives instead of making a change and doing what you would like to do. The instrumentation really goeas with the song to. The drums, and guitar are used very loudly with power during some parts of the song and i belive this is coming across as the frustration of the song, while the piana is shown and played as if its the clock ticking (in refrence to the lyrics). Unlike most songs the melody of this song is not masking the true meaning of the song, in this case its emphasizing it.

Lyrics to the song:

This is the clock up on the wall
This is the story of us all
This is the first sound
Of a new born child before he starts to crawl

This is the war that's never won
This is the soldier and his gun
This is the mother way to buy
The fall praying for her son

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be

There is a drug that cures it all
Blocked by the governmental wall
We are the scientists inside the lab
Just waiting for the call

This earthquake weather has got me shaking
Inside I'm high up and dry

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be

Confess to me every secret moment
Every stolen promise you believe
Confess to me, all that lies between us
All that lies between you and me

We are the boxers in the ring
We are the bells that never sing
There is a title we can't win
No matter how hard we must swing

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
Could have been, we could have been

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
Could have been