Laura marling who is sophia

She was quiet at first, curious and playful and searching for love, but ultimately fairly silent. Sophia, I assumed, would be an easy temporary companion. Sophia has a voice that carries. It is powerful, pointed, and very strong. The little ones often have such bravado, but hers well and truly takes the cake. The first time I heard it I almost had a heart attack, thinking surely she must have been hurt beyond measure even though she was just sitting in my arms.

Have you ever worried you may have actually pierced your eardrum before? To some myself included , it often feels like way too much. I worry her big voice will hold her back. I relate to this too deeply. There are the pinches of both depression and the ability to combat such a feeling. She's looking for some grace, something to water down the sting just a bit, but she knows that those feelings that she's rummaging through, or those that are rummaging her, are not specific.

She's nowhere near along in those battles and it might be this acknowledgement in their proliferation that brings out one of the finest qualities in her and on her albums. It's a patience with the madness and the loneliness that might consume her, that might get to her a little more when she's working over a bottle of Melbec, when she's pouring glasses and the voices are low and steady, soft and calm like the candlelight splattering the room, the table and the furniture.

You can almost hear this soft yellow light wrapping around the air as she sings, birthing the words itself. We want what she sings. We want to feel exactly what she was feeling when she originally penned those words, when she originally rolled them around in her mouth to make them sound the best, the saddest. Oh I have been wondering where I have been pondering Where I've been lately is no concern of yours Who's been touching my skin Who have I been letting Shy and tired eyed am I today.

I'm wounded by dust Oh I have been wondering where I have been pondering Where I've been lately is no concern of yours Who's been touching my skin Who have I been letting Sigh and tired I demand today. When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime You better call for your woman up high And when the bell tolls for your last day, You'll be getting down on your knees to pray I'm a good woman and I never did say Whatever it was that you did that day I'm not a woman to go and place blame but you said that it was coming on judgment day.

Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. Sophia Laura Marling. Envie pra gente. She is sad, and forgiving, keeping the secrets of the man she has denied and judged unworthy - although she does mention that his judgment will come, just not by her hand.

In the first verses she emphasizes that it's over, and her business is none of his. I can empathize deeply with this part of the song; I think it's something that occurs to almost everyone after an important relationship ends. The "I'm wounded by dust" line is, I believe, about how the past can hurt us.

Even though it's not substantial, and it's long over dust it still hurts. No Replies Log in to reply. There was an error. My Interpretation I cannot express my love for this song. LM is so impossibly brilliant. At first, I didn't quite understand the relation of the first few lines to the rest of the song. I interpret "wounded by dust" to be wounded by a man - as in the Bible, "and the Lord God made man from the dust of the earth".

I know Laura is not Christian, but I could see her using a biblical reference for the sake of her songwriting. Thinking of that, I wonder if the first few lines are about this man having upset her, causing her to go out and take a walk and think; when she returns, he questions her about where she's been and who she's been with.

The next few lines are self-explanatory; she's not usually someone who cries, but she's been so hurt by this man that she's been crying over him.