Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
My heart's stopped pumpin but my blood is still alive.
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up.
(Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
My eyes wake up but my brain is sleeping fine.
(Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
One more thing for you and i to do before we shut our eyes
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And that's blame me and I'll blame you, and we're both right.
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
Cutting cat faces in the pines
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
They say his teeth are wood and they want my pictures of him.
(Mark the path back to the point of departure)
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up.
(Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
We're wood screws, all of our lives
(We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives
(We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And the rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up
(And i lay down with the southern range)
My chain hits the wood and the wood it turns to dust.
(Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
I picture you as if you were a pine.
(Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
My heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive.
(My heart's stopped pumpin but my blood is still alive)
We're wood screws, all of our lives.
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives.
(Mark the path back to the point of departure)
Well my heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive.
(Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
And I lay down with the southern range.
(I lay down with the southern range) x10
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up.
(Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
My eyes wake up but my brain is sleeping fine.
(Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
One more thing for you and i to do before we shut our eyes
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And that's blame me and I'll blame you, and we're both right.
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
Cutting cat faces in the pines
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
They say his teeth are wood and they want my pictures of him.
(Mark the path back to the point of departure)
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up.
(Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
We're wood screws, all of our lives
(We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives
(We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And the rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up
(And i lay down with the southern range)
My chain hits the wood and the wood it turns to dust.
(Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
I picture you as if you were a pine.
(Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
My heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive.
(My heart's stopped pumpin but my blood is still alive)
We're wood screws, all of our lives.
(Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives.
(Mark the path back to the point of departure)
Well my heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive.
(Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
And I lay down with the southern range.
(I lay down with the southern range) x10
Lyrics submitted by quietwar
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
Cajun Girl
Little Feat
Little Feat
Gentle Hour
Yo La Tengo
Yo La Tengo
This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
When We Were Young
Blink-182
Blink-182
This is a sequel to 2001's "Reckless Abandon", and features the band looking back on their clumsy youth fondly.
No Surprises
Radiohead
Radiohead
Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.
American Town
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran shares a short story of reconnecting with an old flame on “American Town.” The track is about a holiday Ed Sheeran spends with his countrywoman who resides in America. The two are back together after a long period apart, and get around to enjoying a bunch of fun activities while rekindling the flames of their romance.
I think this is more accurate:
My heart's stopped pumpin but my blood is still alive.
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up. (Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
My eyes wake up but my brain is sleeping fine. (Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
One more thing for you and i to do before we shut our eyes (Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And that's blame me and I'll blame you, and we're both right. (Cutting cat faces in the pines)
Cutting cat faces in the pines (Cutting cat faces in the pines)
They say his teeth are wood and they want my pictures of him. (Mark the path back to the point of departure)
The rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up. (Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
We're wood screws, all of our lives (We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives (We're wood screws, all of our lives)
And the rain hits the ground and the trees they dry it up (And i lay down with the southern range)
My chain hits the wood and the wood it turns to dust. (Swallows drop in and dash the sky)
I picture you as if you were a pine. (Tracing lines of cursive on the horizon)
My heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive. (My heart's stopped pumpin but my blood is still alive)
We're wood screws, all of our lives. (Cutting cat faces in the pines)
And we're wood screws, all of our lives. (Mark the path back to the point of departure)
Well my heart's stopped pumping but my blood is still alive. (Two by two and four by four the pines they lay down)
And I lay down with the southern range. (I lay down with the southern range) x10
Ok. I've edited the original lyrics, thank you for this.