"Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again"
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Nostalgia has a way of dressing itself up as a fairy tale, and Johnny Mercer knows exactly how to make that costume shimmer and then tear. "Once upon a time" isn’t just a cute opening; it’s a signal that we’re entering a story already doomed by its own grammar. Fairy tales promise rescue. Mercer’s version promises loss.
The line moves like a pop standard: an easy, singable sweep that smuggles in something jagged. "The world was sweeter than we knew" admits the crucial twist of hindsight: the sweetness wasn’t necessarily greater back then; our ability to taste it was. That’s Mercer’s real subject, the way youth (or love, or postwar optimism, depending on the listener) feels like ownership. "Everything was ours" isn’t literally true; it’s the emotional hallucination of possibility, when the future still looks like it belongs to you.
Then he punctures it with a quiet brutality: "but then once upon a time never comes again". It lands like a closing chord you can’t resolve. The repetition of "once upon a time" turns from invitation to epitaph, exposing nostalgia as both comfort and con: we keep returning to the opening phrase, hoping the story might restart, while knowing it won’t.
Mercer, a master of American popular song, wrote for a culture that prized forward motion. This lyric slips a warning into the melody: progress is real, but so is what it costs.
The line moves like a pop standard: an easy, singable sweep that smuggles in something jagged. "The world was sweeter than we knew" admits the crucial twist of hindsight: the sweetness wasn’t necessarily greater back then; our ability to taste it was. That’s Mercer’s real subject, the way youth (or love, or postwar optimism, depending on the listener) feels like ownership. "Everything was ours" isn’t literally true; it’s the emotional hallucination of possibility, when the future still looks like it belongs to you.
Then he punctures it with a quiet brutality: "but then once upon a time never comes again". It lands like a closing chord you can’t resolve. The repetition of "once upon a time" turns from invitation to epitaph, exposing nostalgia as both comfort and con: we keep returning to the opening phrase, hoping the story might restart, while knowing it won’t.
Mercer, a master of American popular song, wrote for a culture that prized forward motion. This lyric slips a warning into the melody: progress is real, but so is what it costs.
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| Topic | Nostalgia |
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| Source | Help us find the source |
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