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.
you'd better shove another piece of what's left into your mouth while the gettin' is good.
because you know the highs are running low, and every new is getting old.
lord, I've been down since you've been seeing another boy.
me and my girl are gonna smoke the cigarettes that we find in another man's tray.
we're gonna pick all the meat from the big city bones
because the hot is getting cold.
lord, I'm not proud.
keep you chin up the water will boil,
the comet will come for us all.
so make amends with anything you've ever loved
and open your arms to the swarm.
we have salted the earth. raid hell. raid hell.
x2
you'd better drink up, get your sorrows in, because we're coming upon where the ending begins.
the nickel city's new church says "no one allowed"
since all the lights are going out.
the end is near. I will be delivered. we've filled our bellies with so much repulsive flair I'll explode if I'm not forgiven.
make amends with anything you've ever loved and open your arms to the swarm.
we have salted the earth. raid hell. raid hell.
you'd better get it while the gettin' is good, corner boy. you know the highs are running low. you'd better shove another piece of what is left into your mouth. we need to learn to go without.
there is no plan for the dutiful. we dried the country making room for our grave. but my time is sure taking it's time running out.
because you know the highs are running low, and every new is getting old.
lord, I've been down since you've been seeing another boy.
me and my girl are gonna smoke the cigarettes that we find in another man's tray.
we're gonna pick all the meat from the big city bones
because the hot is getting cold.
lord, I'm not proud.
keep you chin up the water will boil,
the comet will come for us all.
so make amends with anything you've ever loved
and open your arms to the swarm.
we have salted the earth. raid hell. raid hell.
x2
you'd better drink up, get your sorrows in, because we're coming upon where the ending begins.
the nickel city's new church says "no one allowed"
since all the lights are going out.
the end is near. I will be delivered. we've filled our bellies with so much repulsive flair I'll explode if I'm not forgiven.
make amends with anything you've ever loved and open your arms to the swarm.
we have salted the earth. raid hell. raid hell.
you'd better get it while the gettin' is good, corner boy. you know the highs are running low. you'd better shove another piece of what is left into your mouth. we need to learn to go without.
there is no plan for the dutiful. we dried the country making room for our grave. but my time is sure taking it's time running out.
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You better shove another piece of what's left into your mouth while the gettin's good.
Because the hot is getting cold.
Rain hell.
You better drink up. Get your sorrows in, because we're coming and the party, it begins.
There is no plaque for the dutiful. We dried the county making room for our graves. Well, my time is sure taking its time running out.