In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Put your arms around my neck
just like a pathetic lace of death
displays like a tarot deck
I am the card of the hanged man
and here I stand
with a flame on my hand
do you understand?
If there is hope for me
she is flirting with the breeze
on a peculiar choreography
with the dead arms of some old southern tree
silently, lips sealed against me
silently, want to walk with me?
And it makes you want to know
if in all the stories the truth is really told
And it makes you want to reborn
and like a snake crawl every warm season
Into a different form
Put your lace around my face
just like a fairytale
through the blank of my closed eyes
you can foresee the rope within
And it makes you want to know
how deep have you truly flown
And it makes you want to ride
through the fake suicide of someone
already dead inside
And it makes you want to disclaim
something you had really never learnt
And it makes you want to stay
forever tangled in the pale arms of some hanged man
Here I stand. To understand.
Violently. I have you with me.
just like a pathetic lace of death
displays like a tarot deck
I am the card of the hanged man
and here I stand
with a flame on my hand
do you understand?
If there is hope for me
she is flirting with the breeze
on a peculiar choreography
with the dead arms of some old southern tree
silently, lips sealed against me
silently, want to walk with me?
And it makes you want to know
if in all the stories the truth is really told
And it makes you want to reborn
and like a snake crawl every warm season
Into a different form
Put your lace around my face
just like a fairytale
through the blank of my closed eyes
you can foresee the rope within
And it makes you want to know
how deep have you truly flown
And it makes you want to ride
through the fake suicide of someone
already dead inside
And it makes you want to disclaim
something you had really never learnt
And it makes you want to stay
forever tangled in the pale arms of some hanged man
Here I stand. To understand.
Violently. I have you with me.
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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mansur_Al-Hallaj
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