Vidéo : The National (feat. Bon Iver) – Weird Goodbyes

Weird Goodbyes est donc une nouvelle collaboration, voire une expérimentation avec Justin Vernon que l’on retrouvait déjà sur High Violet ou Sleep Well Beast. On peut tous se reconnaître dans ces étranges adieux et le son de cette boite à rythme, cœur de ce morceau. Ce lamento libérateur permet de se laisser aller pour mieux évacuer douleurs et chagrins. Les voix de Matt et de Justin se réunissent en un baume envoûtant, flux et reflux émotionnel thaumaturgique, pause poétique aux images apaisantes, I’m on a shoulder, of lemon fields.

The National est en pleine tournée américaine et l’on espère vivement les revoir en Europe.

The National (feat. Bon Iver) – Weird Goodbyes

Memorize the bathwater, memorize the air
There’ll come a time I’ll wanna know I was here
Names on the doorframes, inches and ages
Handprints in concrete, at the softest stages

I don’t know why I don’t try harder
I feel like throwing towels into water

Get it down to nothing, everything that matters
Fever flashes, eyelashes and traffic patterns
Humidity, history, chemistry and panic
Swimsuits in windows of electric minivans

I don’t know why I don’t try harder
I’ve been going down some some strange water

Move forward now. There’s nothing to do
Can’t turn around, I can’t follow you
Your coat’s in my car I guess you forgot
It’s crazy the things we let go of

It finally hits me, a mile’s drive
The sky is leaking, my windshield’s crying
I’m feeling sacred, my soul is stripped
Radio’s painful, the words are clipped

The grief it gets me, the weird goodbyes
My car is creeping, I think it’s dying
I’m pulling over, until it heals
I’m on a shoulder, of lemon fields

What was I even leaving for
I keep going back and forth
I think now I’m about to see
Didn’t know how sad it’d be

Memorize the bathwater, memorize the air
There’ll come a time I’ll wanna know I was here
Names on the doorframes, inches and ages
Handprints in concrete, at the softest stages

I don’t know why I don’t try harder
I feel like throwing towels into water

Move forward now. There’s nothing to do
Can’t turn around, and I can’t follow you
Your coat’s in my car I guess you forgot
It’s crazy the things we let go of

It finally hits me, a mile’s drive
The sky is leaking, my windshield’s crying
I’m feeling sacred, my soul is stripped
Radio’s painful, the words are clipped

The grief it gets me, the weird goodbyes
My car is creeping, I think it’s dying
I’m pulling over, until it heals
I’m on a shoulder, of lemon fields

The grief it gets me, the weird goodbyes
My car is creeping, I think it’s dying
I’m pulling over, until it heals
I’m on a shoulder, of lemon fields