I've Got You Under My Skin
When I first heard this song was many, many years back when Bono sang it with Frank Sinatra in his DUET album... It was a very puzzle title to me becos I didn't know what it meant... I've got you under my skin... Did it mean the person got his or her lover under him or her?
That was how I understood it... And even with that, I find the song very strange... I know it is a love song of sorts... It's abt desiring this person but it is destined to be a doomed romance... But why did he or her get under his or her skin unless they were having sex... Haha... I did interpret it literally....
Recently I have been relistening this song... And I really love Diana Krall's rendition... So on my way back home on the bus, with the drizzling rain, the wet roads glistening with the reflection of the street lamps and traffic lights and the lights seem to be diffused into blotches of jewel sparkles on the rain drenched window... I set the song on repeat on my iPod... Then it suddenly struck me... The meaning of the song... What 'I Got You Under My Skin' really mean...
I savoured each line and verse, swished the chorus in my mind and relish the bridge... Now I trully appreciate the beauty of the lyrics... And yes, in true pathetic fallacy fashion, I did feel that the song was abt my life... The silly longing of a love one that can never be but cannot be shaken off becos it's almost a part of him or her like the person is under his or her skin... Like the blood that is coursing, the flesh that forms the complex muscles and the white bones that adhere to each other, it is THAT embedded...
Boy do I know how it feels...
Sometimes I admire people who can get over things so easily... They seem to move on with their lives at a snap of a finger... Of cos we all admire traits we know we can never have... I admire people who have will power, who are good with money, strong sense of discipline, smart, funny, witty etc... But back to that main point, I do wish I can let go of things like some people, but someone once told me, the ability to not let go is the ability to remember the lesson you learn from what happened, or rather to be reminded of it... I'm not sure how true is that, but it's not something I'm terribly bothered by... Maybe some people are just born to hold on to dreams, maybe some people are born to internalize every single minute things... It's not necessarily good or bad, it's just the way things are...
So I guess what it means is that while I can understnd the importance of moving on, I still do cherish the dreAms that I hold... And it's really not important that the dream is fulfilled, it's the fact that I'm still not jaded enuff to throw them all away...
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