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.
In this shadow, I shrink and it knows
I can't move. It is making me cold.
And it grows in my stomach like mold.
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home.
Kill the lights. Curtains cover closed blinds.
Build a wall of stone and steel that will never come down.
Let the dust colonize just like James the first.
There will be no blood this time.
In silence, I'm yours. Twice dead-bolt the doors.
I've been followed by a face marked with pain.
It came close once and he just learned my name.
Every day he grows taller, he looks down at my heart,
and through my throat, he could reach in and pull me apart.
It gets worse when he contacts my eyes.
He can see right through to everything that blackened my veins
and his sounds resonate up and down,
like a march through me, this battlefield,
there's just not much left, so silence the rest.
In this shadow, I shrink and it knows
I can't move, I can't sleep.
Terrified by my own bloodshot eyes.
So, I'll wait here and pray.
I prayed that I was all wrong about prayer.
And I do know that this is truly tired.
It still grows in my stomach like mold.
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home, all alone.
I can't move. It is making me cold.
And it grows in my stomach like mold.
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home.
Kill the lights. Curtains cover closed blinds.
Build a wall of stone and steel that will never come down.
Let the dust colonize just like James the first.
There will be no blood this time.
In silence, I'm yours. Twice dead-bolt the doors.
I've been followed by a face marked with pain.
It came close once and he just learned my name.
Every day he grows taller, he looks down at my heart,
and through my throat, he could reach in and pull me apart.
It gets worse when he contacts my eyes.
He can see right through to everything that blackened my veins
and his sounds resonate up and down,
like a march through me, this battlefield,
there's just not much left, so silence the rest.
In this shadow, I shrink and it knows
I can't move, I can't sleep.
Terrified by my own bloodshot eyes.
So, I'll wait here and pray.
I prayed that I was all wrong about prayer.
And I do know that this is truly tired.
It still grows in my stomach like mold.
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home, all alone.
Lyrics submitted by William_B., edited by MatSkippa
In My Stomach Lyrics as written by Derek Grant Daniel Andriano
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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The fifth verse encompasses the artists personal turmoil as he deals with his guilt in contrast with God's gaze into his heart. He alludes to the desire of repentance by wishing that he "was all wrong about prayer" meaning that he had perhaps previously not believed in God and therefore dismissed the power of prayer altogether. He then concedes that he is growing weary of either his guilt, or his resistance to God in the statement "I do know that this is truly tired."
He finishes the song without resolution, only that his guilt is still growing in his stomach like mold.