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.
Eine Musik so schön und blau wie ihre Augen
Voller Schmerz in seinem Glauben
Kam von diesem kleinen Zimmer
Sein Ein und Alles, seine Flucht vor der Realität
Er spielte und hörte zu
Und Verstand kam besser von seiner Hand
Seine Gefühle in drei Minuten
Gab ihr Einsicht in sein Leben
In seinem Leben brauchte er nur zwei Sachen
Sie und sein Gitarre
Aber dazu war er nicht stark genug um zu tragen
Ein Fluss voller Freuden und Klagen
Dann verlass Sie das Zimmer des Lebens und er war allein
Er rufte nach ihr
Seine Stimme schallte in dem leeren Zimmer
Und er war allein
Nur er und seine Gitarre ohne Saiten
Und die Musik war still…
Seine Gedanken waren so froh wenn er spielte
So schön und bunt
Nichts in der Welt konnte ihn erregen
Er war perfekt wie die anderen
Die Musik war ein Ausweg, eine Medizin für seine Krankheit
Er hatte alles unter Kontrolle, alles war in Ordnung
Tag ein, tag aus, dankte er Gott für seine Hände
Die Musik war sein Verstand
Er spielte lauter und lauter
Aber Zeit war nicht auf seiner Seite
Kaum konnte er seine Finger merken, aber er konnte sie fühlen
Es wurde sehr leise
Und die Musik war still…
translation:
A music as beautiful and blue as her eyes
Full of pain in his beliefs
Came from this small room
That meant the world to him, being his escape from reality
He played and listened
His mind spoke better through his hands
His feelings in three minutes
Gave her insight to his life
In his life he needed two things only
Her and his guitar
But that he wasn't strong enough to carry
A river of joy and grief
Then she left the room of life and he was alone
He cried for her
His voice echoed in that empty room
And he was alone
Just him and his guitar without strings
And the music was silent...
His thoughts were so bright when he played
So pretty and colorful
Nothing in the world could provoke him
He was perfect as anyone else
Music was his resort, a medicine for his disease
He had everything under control, everything was fine
Day in, day out he thanked God for his hands
Music was his sanity
He played louder and louder
But time wasn't on his side
He could hardly sense his fingers, but he could feel them
It got very quiet
And the music was silent...
Voller Schmerz in seinem Glauben
Kam von diesem kleinen Zimmer
Sein Ein und Alles, seine Flucht vor der Realität
Er spielte und hörte zu
Und Verstand kam besser von seiner Hand
Seine Gefühle in drei Minuten
Gab ihr Einsicht in sein Leben
In seinem Leben brauchte er nur zwei Sachen
Sie und sein Gitarre
Aber dazu war er nicht stark genug um zu tragen
Ein Fluss voller Freuden und Klagen
Dann verlass Sie das Zimmer des Lebens und er war allein
Er rufte nach ihr
Seine Stimme schallte in dem leeren Zimmer
Und er war allein
Nur er und seine Gitarre ohne Saiten
Und die Musik war still…
Seine Gedanken waren so froh wenn er spielte
So schön und bunt
Nichts in der Welt konnte ihn erregen
Er war perfekt wie die anderen
Die Musik war ein Ausweg, eine Medizin für seine Krankheit
Er hatte alles unter Kontrolle, alles war in Ordnung
Tag ein, tag aus, dankte er Gott für seine Hände
Die Musik war sein Verstand
Er spielte lauter und lauter
Aber Zeit war nicht auf seiner Seite
Kaum konnte er seine Finger merken, aber er konnte sie fühlen
Es wurde sehr leise
Und die Musik war still…
translation:
A music as beautiful and blue as her eyes
Full of pain in his beliefs
Came from this small room
That meant the world to him, being his escape from reality
He played and listened
His mind spoke better through his hands
His feelings in three minutes
Gave her insight to his life
In his life he needed two things only
Her and his guitar
But that he wasn't strong enough to carry
A river of joy and grief
Then she left the room of life and he was alone
He cried for her
His voice echoed in that empty room
And he was alone
Just him and his guitar without strings
And the music was silent...
His thoughts were so bright when he played
So pretty and colorful
Nothing in the world could provoke him
He was perfect as anyone else
Music was his resort, a medicine for his disease
He had everything under control, everything was fine
Day in, day out he thanked God for his hands
Music was his sanity
He played louder and louder
But time wasn't on his side
He could hardly sense his fingers, but he could feel them
It got very quiet
And the music was silent...
Lyrics submitted by ChubbyHuggs
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