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.
While you slept it off
Your empire was lost
Now we're not your sons
Your old silver tongue
It don't work too well now
We wandered off
With our heads nice and soft
But we were still numb
And we burned in the sun
And got torn to pieces
I walked across from eyes
And scratched my name into the sky
The things beneath my floorboards fly
I'll never let them out
And all my teeth are down at my feet
And all of the blood comes in a flood
Start counting sheep
Then I fall asleep again
And by myself I'm wondering
A forest made of skeletons
Of people I once knew
And all their spines are perfectly aligned
Like cold power lines
...
My feet left the ground
And I floated off and got lost
Now this ain't my home
There's no warmth in these bones
Just a mock up to help me pretend I'm sleeping
While we slept it off
All the money was lost
Now we can't stand up
Yeah, the blood in our guts
It just weighs us down now
We'll crawl along
Despite what goes wrong
'cause we're not that young
Takes more than your guns to scare us off now
Paint your face in ether
Make the skies drip
Make our heads hit the ground
It all goes on forever
Makes no difference
Whether we're still around
My feet left the ground
And I floated off and got lost
Now my house is far below
It's buried in snow
And I can't see my footprints anymore; they're too small
I drift through the clouds with my heart in my mouth
I'm not stopping
Now the Earth is far behind
I'm lost in the sky with my eyes closed
I'm just waiting for my air to run out
Your empire was lost
Now we're not your sons
Your old silver tongue
It don't work too well now
We wandered off
With our heads nice and soft
But we were still numb
And we burned in the sun
And got torn to pieces
I walked across from eyes
And scratched my name into the sky
The things beneath my floorboards fly
I'll never let them out
And all my teeth are down at my feet
And all of the blood comes in a flood
Start counting sheep
Then I fall asleep again
And by myself I'm wondering
A forest made of skeletons
Of people I once knew
And all their spines are perfectly aligned
Like cold power lines
...
My feet left the ground
And I floated off and got lost
Now this ain't my home
There's no warmth in these bones
Just a mock up to help me pretend I'm sleeping
While we slept it off
All the money was lost
Now we can't stand up
Yeah, the blood in our guts
It just weighs us down now
We'll crawl along
Despite what goes wrong
'cause we're not that young
Takes more than your guns to scare us off now
Paint your face in ether
Make the skies drip
Make our heads hit the ground
It all goes on forever
Makes no difference
Whether we're still around
My feet left the ground
And I floated off and got lost
Now my house is far below
It's buried in snow
And I can't see my footprints anymore; they're too small
I drift through the clouds with my heart in my mouth
I'm not stopping
Now the Earth is far behind
I'm lost in the sky with my eyes closed
I'm just waiting for my air to run out
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While we slept it off All the money was lost Now we can't stand up Yeah, the blood in our guts It just weighs us down now We'll crawl along Despite what goes wrong 'cause we're not that young Takes more than your guns to scare us off now
is:
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