The Disconnected Writer: Drops of Jupiter?

Drops of Jupiter?Try to teach students how to write, interpret poetry, critique a novel, or try a study and you are likely to get "This is easy" as a response. Ask them to analyze pop music and now it's a great class! Why exactly is that? I don't go for sure, but I suppose that many students today but want to see what they already know, or take more about about what they already like.

If you're a teacher, go with it. As long as they learn, you get through your job. So what if you must buy an aspirin or two from time to time.Recently, I tested this experiment in one of my classes and it went over big time. I gave them the lyrics to the hit song Drops of Jupiter by Rail and I accomplished ten times what I would meet with a Shakespearean sonnet. When we were done, my students wrote some fantastic analyses on a Shakespearean sonnet. The problem: I studied Shakespeare, but Train leaves me to my own devices. I know the song, and I believe I did a pretty good job with my interpretation, but I get nothing for granted.So please help me out. Below I have posted the lyrics to the song. According to my kids, there are multiple meanings. What is your interpretation?Now that she's back in the atmosphereWith drops of Jupiter in her hair, heyShe acts like summer and walks like rainReminds me that there's a time to change, hey Since the issue from her arrest on the moonShe listens like flesh and she talks like June, hey, hey But say me, did you sail across the sun?Did you do it to the Milky WayTo see the lights all fadedAnd that heaven is overrated?Tell me, did you get for a shooting star?One without a permanent scarAnd then you missed meWhile you were looking for yourself out there?Now that she's back from that soul vacationTracing her way through the constellation, hey She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-BoReminds me that there's room to grow, heyNow that she's back in the atmosphereI'm afraid that she might think of me asPlain ol' Jane told a story about a manWho was too afraid to fly so he never did landBut tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?Did you eventually get the chanceTo dance on the return of dayAnd head back to the Milky Way?And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?Was it everything you wanted to find?And then you missed meWhile you were looking for yourself out thereCan you mean no love, pride, deep-fried chickenYour best friend always sticking up for youEven when I know you're wrong?Can you believe no first dance, freeze-dried romanceFive-hour phone conversationThe best soy latte that you ever had, and me?But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?Did you finally get the chanceTo dance along the fall of dayAnd head back toward the Milky Way?But tell me, did you sail across the sun?Did you do it to the Milky WayTo see the lights all fadedAnd that eden is overrated?And tell me, did you get for a shooting star?One without a permanent scarAnd then you missed meWhile you were looking for yourself?And did you finally get the chanceTo dance on the flow of day?And did you return for a shooting star?Fall for a shooting star?And now you're lonely looking for yourself out there

Drops of Jupiter by Train

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