

I was browsing SongMeanings.net a few days ago trying to find the meaning of "Hide and seek" by Imogen Heap, and something hit me like a ton of bricks. The bulk of the comments left on the song's lyrics begin with either the phrase "What this song means to me is..." or "I think it means..." Some of these people would post five or six paragraphs of their own personal interpretation of the song. There really is not a nicer way to say this. When I go poking around on the internet for the meaning to a song's lyrics, I don't care what you think it means! If I think the song is about cupcakes and rainbows, that really does not matter one bit (aside from the fact that someone may want to send me to get mentally evaluated).
The sole determining factor in the meaning of a song's lyrics lies in two places. First, it lies in the grammatical relationships between the words of the song. In other words, the meaning lies in the meaning of the words of the song and how they fit together. But I understand that vaguery exists in the English language, which leads me to the second source of meaning of a song's lyrics, the original intent of the song writer. Imogen had a specific meaning and context in mind (hopefully) when she wrote the song, and therefore we must go to her to fully understand what the song is saying to us. Nothing else is valid. Therefore, a proper comment on the song's lyrics would begin something like, "Imogen said in an article that it means..." or "I asked Imogen at a concert and she said it was about..." The assertion that I can give the song a meaning of its own is pure dribble.
For the uninitiated:Hide and Seek
Not to show people the all-satisfying God is not-John Piper
to love them. To make them feel good about themselves when
they were made to feel good about seeing God is like taking
someone to the Alps and locking them in a room full of mirrors.
Somehow there had been wakened in me a passion for the essence and the main point of life. The ethical question “whether something is permissible” faded in relation to the question, “what is the main thing, the essential thing?” The thought of building a life around minimal morality or minimal significance—a life defined by the question, “What is permissible?”—felt almost disgusting to me. I didn’t want a minimal life. I didn’t want to live on the outskirts of reality. I wanted to understand the main thing about life and pursue it.How am I living my life? Am I trying to do the bare minimum as a father, as a student, and as a preacher of the gospel? Or am pursuing the main thing for my greatest joy?