Introduced by an ominous cello line (played by Robert Smith himself), crashing, plodding drums soon pull “Cold” into a synth-laden abyss of sound. The track is slow and formidable, with lyrics dealing with the effect of drugs in Pornography’s uniquely ambiguous manner.
[Verse 1]
Scarred, your back was turned, curled like an embryo
Take another face, you will be kissed again
I was cold as l mouthed the words and crawled across the mirror
And wait, await the next breath
[Refrain]
Your name like ice into my heart
[Verse 2]
A shallow grave, a monument to the ruined age
Ice in my eyes and eyes like ice don't move
Screaming at the moon, another past time
[Refrain]
Your name like ice into my heart
[Verse 3]
Everything as cold as life (Can no one save you?)
Everything as cold as silence (And you will never say a word)
[Outro]
Your name like ice into my heart
Your name like ice into my heart
Cold was written by Lol Tolhurst & Simon Gallup & Robert Smith.
Cold was produced by The Cure & Phil Thornalley.
Robert Smith shared in a fanzine:
“Cold” is another song about another drug and its grip…
In 1986, after Video Rock Stars told Smith he’s perceived to be ‘miserable’, he responded with:
I just can’t write happy songs. That doesn’t mean I’m not happy. Because I am, a lot of the time. I spend more...
In 2022, metal singer Corey Taylor (Slipknot/Stone Sour) shared:
‘Cold‘ is just one of those tunes that gets better with every year. It’s so criminal. Like, you listen to it, you’re just like, ‘Oh, this is beautiful, man.’ It’s one of those tunes where you just wish [you] wrote it. Robert Smith is...