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.
The endlessness
Stretching on beyond
The human imagination
Desolation of the soul
Oh my God!
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra
Whiteness
Nothingness
Endlessness
Death
The whiteness of the whale
Pales in comparison
Oh my God!
Who the hell are you?
I’m little Johnny Frostbite
Movin' around
Freezin’ you up
Freezin' you down
Like an icicle
Comin’ in your tent in the pink light scissor bite
Arctic death
Infinite night
They call me Tundra Boy
Because I move like an arctic lizzard
When the blizzard strikes
I disappear like a pipedream
All that’s left is the gleam
On a tent peg
Boosh, Boosh
Stronger than a moose
Don’t lock your doors
Or we’ll come through your roof top
Stop, look around
Take your mind off the floor
Because The Boosh is loose
And we’re a little bit raw!
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundrand
Stretching on beyond
The human imagination
Desolation of the soul
Oh my God!
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra
Whiteness
Nothingness
Endlessness
Death
The whiteness of the whale
Pales in comparison
Oh my God!
Who the hell are you?
I’m little Johnny Frostbite
Movin' around
Freezin’ you up
Freezin' you down
Like an icicle
Comin’ in your tent in the pink light scissor bite
Arctic death
Infinite night
They call me Tundra Boy
Because I move like an arctic lizzard
When the blizzard strikes
I disappear like a pipedream
All that’s left is the gleam
On a tent peg
Boosh, Boosh
Stronger than a moose
Don’t lock your doors
Or we’ll come through your roof top
Stop, look around
Take your mind off the floor
Because The Boosh is loose
And we’re a little bit raw!
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundrand
Lyrics submitted by markaceto
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