Extreme, reckless, addictive, destructive pleasure is both contrasted with and complemented by life creation ("once the seeds are soaked"). Adebimpe is comparing love to a drug addiction ("shoot wonder vines through younger veins") and a blossoming garden ("watch our gardens swell") at the same time. Second "verse" - the one I just retyped - is sheer brilliance. In my humble opinion - gotta remain objective, y'know - 'Ambulance' is one of the better poems about such a trivial subject as unrequited love to be ever put to music. Take this song for instance - Auden and Snyder would be jealous. Which is a shame, because they are bloody amazing. Sad thing is, everybody who reviewed this album - from the Pitchforkmedia to a 13-year-old pimply teenager on - talked about music and music only. You'll see heart's colours change like leaves We could shoot wonder vines through younger veins
Part before the second chorus (can't really call it a verse since the song barely follows the conventional verse-chorus-verse structure)
Where we can shoot other vines through your good nameĪnd watch are garden swim as our seeds are soakedĪnd I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance
I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance I will be your screech and crash if you will be my crutch and cast
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