Hello, it’s me
I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time’s supposed to heal ya, but I ain’t done much healing
Hello, can you hear me? I’m in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free I’ve forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet
I must’ve called a thousand times
To tell you I’m sorry for everything that I’ve done
But when I call, you never seem to be home
I mean, yeah, art is subjective and we all take different things from it
But that’s a very unsympathetic reinterpretation based on a single line. I still think the guilt, loss and memory of first love interpretation still stands.
It still didn’t hold a candle to the situation I made up in my mind where her child died in a house fire that she accidentally set, and she was now trying to communicate with them through some kind of seance.
I just listened to “Hello from the other side” and made up my own story based on her singing like it was coming from the depths of unfathomable pain.
“Hey old flame, sorry I broke your heart. But why won’t you pick up the phone back in bumbfuck flyover land, so I can apologize and rub it in all over again how much better I am than you?” - does not merit that level of emotional intensity imo.