Music is another of my passions, aside from movies and photography. While I’ve heard people say that musical hooks make a song great, for me it is the lyrics that always get my attention. So I’m going to begin lyrical analysis of songs I’m fond of as a new topic to expand my blog. Today I’m going with an underrated song from super group ABBA. The Day Before You Came was one of their last songs before splitting and for my money, it’s a song that needs more recognition. While I know many think the song is about a woman talking of how her mundane life is changed by a lover, I have always thought there was something darker to it. Rather than being about a lover, I consider the ‘you’ in the song as being death and that the woman is talking about her existence before she died. So here are the lyrics and my analysis:
‘I must have left my house at eight because I always do/ My train I’m certain left the station just when it was due.’
These opening lyrics begin by conveying the protagonist’s daily activities, beginning with the morning. Yet there is a hesitancy to her remembrance with phrases like ‘I must’ and ‘I’m certain’ that feed into the idea that the woman is recounting her last day alive before her death.
‘I must have read the morning paper going into town/ And having gotten through the editorial no doubt I must have frowned.’
Her narration of her actions begins to detail the most minute thing, hinting at the fact that her life was very mundane and uneventful. The fact that she frowns also gives us the feeling that she is unhappy with something, probably the routine of her life.
‘I must have made my desk, around a quarter after nine/ With letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed.’
Once again there is hesitancy to her delivery, with her not being quite sure about her time of arrival. The papers on her desk reference her dull office job which appears to have been monotonous.
‘I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so/ The usual place, the usual bunch.’
The presence of the word usual continues the routine in a dragging fashion. The protagonist is someone locked in a cage of time as the places she frequents are the same again and again.
‘And still on top of this, I’m pretty sure it must have rained/ The day before you came.’
The rain is an ominous warning of something sad and mournful to come, in my opinion her death and this being a hazy recollection of her last day on Earth.
‘I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two/ And at the time I never even noticed I was blue.’
She has become so accustomed to her life being very mundane that it has become the norm for her. Her existence is unhappy and melancholy as a result. Only in death has she now found purpose and understanding.
‘I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day/ And without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away.’
The part of her life that desires freedom and release said been concealed for so long, she doesn’t even notice it herself. Instead she is buried in her tasks.
‘At five I must have left, there’s no exception to the rule/ A matter of routine, I’ve done it ever since I finished school.’
Her life is ruled by a rigid regime of going about business in a robot like state. The mention of school adds to the idea of her being obedient to rules and regulations. Again her recollection of the events seems hazy, further backing up my theory of this being her last day as one of the living.
‘The train back home again, undoubtedly I must have the evening paper then/ Oh yes, I’m sure my life was well within its usual frame/ The day before you came.’
Another day of no accomplishments is rounded out by her observation that her life is nothing more than just a cycle of events. The spectre of death can be seen as relieving the protagonist of this life by taking her. The following instrumental features a high-pitched wail, reminiscent of a ghost calling out which adds another ominous tone to the song.
‘I must have opened my front door at eight o’clock or so/ And stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go.’
She doesn’t cook herself because she is so tired from living a miserable existence.
‘I must have had my dinner watching something on TV/ There’s not, I think , a single episode of Dallas that I didn’t see.’
The program Dallas charted the eventful lives and romances of an affluent family. The irony here is the woman’s life has nothing dramatic or entertaining in it. Watching Dallas could be seen as her escape from her dull life.
‘I must have gone to bed, around a quarter after ten/ I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then.’
She is preparing for once again for the drudge of another day at her job that will consist of all the events she has spoken of. Only this time, she won’t have to live through the morose nature of what was once her life because the ghostly you of the title will take her away from misery.
‘I must have read a while/ The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style.’
Marilyn French was known for her books about feminism and women asserting themselves in a man’s world. The irony is that the protagonist embodies neither of these qualities.
‘It’s funny, but I had no sense of living without aim/ The day before you came.’
Looking back on what was her life, she comes to see that her existence was plain and how she hid all that should have done away without ever really acknowledging it.
‘And turning out the light, I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night/ And rattling on the roof, I must have heard the sound of rain/ The day before you came.’
For the final time, she will do this routine so her turning out her light is her beckoning death to release her. The rain is a reference to what was once gloomy in her life that is now gone because the angel of death has plucked her from the hell of her old life.
I hope everyone has enjoyed reading my analysis and I hope you leave your opinions.
Interesting, Vinnie! I admit I didn’t know the song before listening to it here, but it seems extremely fitting for her to be actually talking about death rather than a lover. Great lyrics and great observation, My friend!
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Hi Reut, thanks for giving your opinion. I have always felt that there is something ominous about the song with the cold synths and more importantly haunting lyrics.
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That is some analysis of an Abba pop song, V!
I know the song, and have heard it many times. It never occurred to me to think about the meaning behind it all. After all, most Abba songs are about the internal break-ups, and love affairs within the band itself. I was happy to assume it was a tale of a dull life, brightened by the arrival of a lover. If you reckon it could be a desire to embrace death, then fair enough mate.
Cheers, Pete.
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Thanks for the response Pete, I’ve always had such a strong feeling towards this song and that is has more layers to it.
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Interesting take on this song that I have heard many times. I would often listen to it alone in the dark. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
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It is a song with a really sombre vibe to it.
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I love this song, our Radio 2 plays it quite often strangely. There are many theories regarding g the meaning, as well as her dying, there is also theories that she has committed a murder and is talking to the police, or that it is her lover who has died and she must return to the life she had before. Also what do you think about the discrepancy in her travel times, 1&1/2 hrs to get to work but 3hrs to get home, in the video she’s seen driving a car but there is no mention of that in the song. It’s all very mysterious 😊
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It has so many interpretations to it. All the theories are very interesting and are enshrouded with such enigma.
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Unlike some of your commenters, I’ve never heard it on the radio. I heard it because my dad is a huge fan of the group and played all their stuff growing up. It’s a very persuasive argument dude. Superbly analysed. I think the only song I remember studying with as much detail as you was with Hazard by Richard Marx. And I still don’t know if he killed her!
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Cheers Alex, I love how people can read the song on different levels. It’s made for some excellent comments.
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You always get excellent comments dude haha 🙂 But I know what you mean. You have made people look at a song differently and that’s quite something.
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I like to put my point across but make sure I can back it up with something.
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What a great analysis Vinnie. I hadn’t heard or watched this video before, but after seeing it now I’d have to agree with many of your points. I’m looking forward to seeing more of these musical posts!
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Thank you for checking it out and being introduced to this song.
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Interesting work Vinnie. I’m not a big ABBA fan, but I do love indulging in some compelling analysis, and your interpretation of those lyrics seems feasible to me!
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I love delving into the possible meaning of lyrics and music, there is something very fascinating about it.
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Great post, Vinnieh. I can tell you’re passionate about music. I never knew before, but I can tell now by the way you described it. I will m most definitely check out the video.
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I love hearing feedback from you.
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Hi Vinnieh,
I have always also interpreted this song as you have. The tone of the song certainly does NOT betoken the mere arrival of a new lover, and anyone who listens to it and hears that must be something akin to tone-deaf in my opinion.
The wordless ostinato against all those diminished chords with Frida’s distant wail is like a Requiem Mass all on its own, for goodness sake 🙂 Also “And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain”. Rattling, not falling or pattering – rattling. A disturbing word, like the chains of a ghost etc.
Also, Bjorn has hinted that this song is about death too: he implied suicide. That would be appropriate, and very Swedish. So think of the woman who’s taken a drug overdose, or slit her wrist, and as her death comes upon her, she suddenly perhaps realises that although her life was mundane – at least it was still life, at least it had a “usual frame” in which to be, so to speak. Her life is sliding past her eyes, but as it drains out of her, her recollection is hazy.
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It’s wonderful to hear someone who thinks the same thing about this song as I do.
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Oh, by the way, to quote another post:
“When Attitude asked Agnetha last year if she thought the narrator was about to experience something bad or something good when she recorded it (thus being told so by the guys who had written it), this is what Agnetha replied:
– Yeah. (She leans forward and whispers) I think it was a very bad thing. Unfortunately. (laughs) Yes, it was definitely a bad thing about to happen, I’m afraid”
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That’s very fascinating.
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Okay, here’s my take on it:
The narrator tells us she is a heavy smoker:
‘I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two/ And at the time I never even noticed I was blue.’
‘I must have kept on dragging (on yet another cigarette, maybe? Wordplay?) through the business of the day/ And without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away.’
That being the case, maybe she has been given the news that she is terminally ill and ‘you’ isn’t actually a person at all, but lung cancer. This could account for why she is vague about the things she did on the day before she was given the fateful news. Being told something terrible like this would make a person distracted and therefore unsure of the events of the previous day.
It could also be why she is reflecting on the apparent ordinariness of the previous day. It just appeared to be a day like any other.
I’m probably talking nonsense, but who cares? It’s a great, dark song, which is open to many interpretations.
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I’d not thought of it that way. Thanks for giving your take on it.
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