On Bones, ignited ones (sort of pt. II)

As you may remember (and you should, otherwise you’re either too stressed out or don’t own something commonly referred to as “long-term memory”), in yesterday’s posting I wrote about bones.

As the rules of coincidence command, today in the morning I listened to this song by Coldplay named “Fix you”. You may not see the connection just yet, but bear with me please. I think it’s a rather good song, but there are a few lines in the lyrics I just can’t make any sense of.

First of all, the title: “Fix you”. Last time I checked, fixing something that isn’t a machine or some sort of process had a negative connotation. Take for example that reference in “The Great Gatsby”, where someone is referred to as the guy who “fixed the World’s Series”. Clearly Chris Martin doesn’t hold Fitzgerald in high esteem, otherwise he wouldn’t have contradicted Fitzgerald’s usage in such a blatant way. Because as it seems, in the song the word “fix” is not used in the sense of corrupting, but in the sense of correcting. Which again opens yet another bag of questions. For example, is the song in reality just one big ad for anti-depressants? Let’s find that one out, shall we? Here are some lyrics:

When you try your best but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Now, I’ve done some research (meaning I’ve used Google), and here are some symptoms of a clinical depression (source is here):

  • You feel miserable and sad.
  • You feel exhausted a lot of the time with no energy.
  • You sometimes feel that life isn’t worth living.
  • You feel you have no confidence.
  • You have difficulty sleeping or wake up very early in the morning and can’t sleep again.

Now, I won’t go through the lines one by one, because you can do that yourself, but isn’t it strange how these all fit together? As if Martin checked that very site I’m quoting before writing that song. Please note that it’s a website based in the UK. And where’s Chris Martin from? EXACTLY! Let’s move on to the chorus:

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Now, I don’t even know where to start: what about those lights? Is that Chris Martin? With a shiny box of Zoloft? And where and what is that home? Shouldn’t you avoid being holed up at home when you’re depressed?

And now, in case you still remember my opening paragraph, what in depression’s name is “ignite your bones” supposed to mean? Why would anyone want Chris Martin to set fire to their bones. Seriously, what was Martin thinking (or popping, for that matter) when he wrote that? And it’s even more mind-boggling when you start wondering how he’s going to do that? How do you ignite bones without setting a person totally ablaze? Especially when your original mission was to “fix” their depression! I really can’t see any merit in that, can you?

Oh well, at least I’ve now had the opportunity to write about human bones twice in a row.