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.
Now, in this faraway land
Strange, that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring, and the air's turning mild
City lights, and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends, do they know what I mean
Rain, and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out-of-town
But Lord I had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And through these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though I count the hours
To be alone's no injury
My home, was a place near the sand
Cliffs, and a military band
Blew and air of normality
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
aah aah
Strange, that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring, and the air's turning mild
City lights, and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends, do they know what I mean
Rain, and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out-of-town
But Lord I had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And through these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though I count the hours
To be alone's no injury
My home, was a place near the sand
Cliffs, and a military band
Blew and air of normality
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
aah aah
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For me it was an encouragement about having the courage to step out of the safety of one’s comfort zone. Whether it was leaving your hometown, quitting a job if you will, or starting out on any new quest. And finding myself in this new place there is a kind of nervousness, an ”expectancy” for what is to come. It is being and feeling alive.
"But lord I had to go” my trail was laid out so slow behind me” knowing that I would never accomplish anything at the present rate. Coming to understand that the only way, for me, was to exile myself, to put myself in an unfamiliar place.
My decision to go live in a mountain cabin or move to New York or Go to Peru or move to Santa Fe. In each case, I put myself in an unknown situation, in some cases risking life and limb. And I came to know and to see and to finally trust that each time I did that, I gained new understandings, “ and in time over the many years "a broader sympathy” has made me a better person, an empathetic person, a person who feels things deeply.
And now that though I sit here alone, I reflect back and see the course that I have taken and the course that could have been had I simply stayed in that place that "blew an air of normality”.