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A warning aimed at one who is falling in love, “Daphne Descends” is a song that presents the idea of romance with heavy trepidation.
The track moves along eerily with a novel mixture of electronic ambiance and guitar rock, the vocals sounding both somber and wistful.
[Verse 1]
With the sugar sickness
You spy the kidnap kid
Who kids you to oblivion
It’s the perfect hassle
For the perfumed kiss
He makes you miss him more than home
[Chorus]
You love him
You love him more than this
You love him and you cannot, you can’t resist
You love him
You love him for yourself
You love him and no one, no one else
[Verse 2]
Past sidewalk ashes
A last lovers' arc
You come apart to intertwine
It was all so simple
As you watched him move
Across the darkness in your room
[Chorus]
You love him
You love him for yourself
You love him and no one, no one else
[Bridge]
Into the winding vines
The pretty boys dive
And through the pinhole stars
Into the shadow mind
Will you lose him then
On some gentle dawn?
This boy is here and gone
[Chorus]
You love him
You love him for yourself
You love him and no one, no one else
You love him
You love him more than this
You love him and you cannot, you can’t resist
[Outro]
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him
You love him…
Daphne Descends was written by Billy Corgan.
Daphne Descends was produced by Billy Corgan & Brad Wood.
The Smashing Pumpkins released Daphne Descends on Tue Jun 02 1998.
Billy Corgan via 2014 reissue liner notes:
Originally meant as an old-timey number, like one you’d play sitting on a front porch drinking sarsaparilla; the day hot. But in that the song felt inconsequential, the message lost in tedium and a clock-like wait. Hence the loping synthesizer bass, and th...