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.
Close your ears, don't listen to the martyrs as they preach the sins we use to find
A way to skin a man the second time, and lock the windows tight
Won't need the north-star guidance, with the radio playing parodies of life
We find that endless shows of bliss are just enough to keep us wrought with ignorance
And if we bend these bars a bit, we just might see the world for what it is, and fear for what it is
So let's go, don't ask the question because you might not find the answer that you bargained for
We stay within their shelter and we'll drop our vision low, keep our teeth pressed into stone
And one by one pay homage to the tomb we blindly beg to be our end
It's better to have lived and lost than never to have had the chance at all
And though our lofty dream pursue, who would we find there to break our fall?
We'll hold together as we pray, for blackouts as we reach the gates
To slow the night we choose to make our due escape, and with our freedom left so near
You know you'll look back and you'll hear, the radio still playing out your song
You listen now but
I'm, still bent on wasting time, don't watch the night as we go
Falling through the acts, we go falling like we're innocent cause
I still care about the things we never shared, planned destruction sought through apathy
We grab our knees and hold on to let go of the things we need
To brace the world with miles of construed imagery, for personal posterity
But I don't want to live the lie that's set before (me)
When you know the lines are still just drawn in sand
Free yourself of oppressive chore
Free yourself for something more
Wait for the nightfall, wait for our war
We brave nights of suffocation
Give our lives with reservation
And wait for, the nightfall
Wait for our war
I'm, still bent on wasting time, don't watch the night as we go
Falling through the acts, we go falling like we're innocent cause
I still care about the things we never shared, planned destruction sought through apathy
We grab our knees and hold on to let go of the things we need
To brace the world with miles of construed imagery, for personal posterity
But I don't want to live the lie that's set before (me)
When you know the lines are
A way to skin a man the second time, and lock the windows tight
Won't need the north-star guidance, with the radio playing parodies of life
We find that endless shows of bliss are just enough to keep us wrought with ignorance
And if we bend these bars a bit, we just might see the world for what it is, and fear for what it is
So let's go, don't ask the question because you might not find the answer that you bargained for
We stay within their shelter and we'll drop our vision low, keep our teeth pressed into stone
And one by one pay homage to the tomb we blindly beg to be our end
It's better to have lived and lost than never to have had the chance at all
And though our lofty dream pursue, who would we find there to break our fall?
We'll hold together as we pray, for blackouts as we reach the gates
To slow the night we choose to make our due escape, and with our freedom left so near
You know you'll look back and you'll hear, the radio still playing out your song
You listen now but
I'm, still bent on wasting time, don't watch the night as we go
Falling through the acts, we go falling like we're innocent cause
I still care about the things we never shared, planned destruction sought through apathy
We grab our knees and hold on to let go of the things we need
To brace the world with miles of construed imagery, for personal posterity
But I don't want to live the lie that's set before (me)
When you know the lines are still just drawn in sand
Free yourself of oppressive chore
Free yourself for something more
Wait for the nightfall, wait for our war
We brave nights of suffocation
Give our lives with reservation
And wait for, the nightfall
Wait for our war
I'm, still bent on wasting time, don't watch the night as we go
Falling through the acts, we go falling like we're innocent cause
I still care about the things we never shared, planned destruction sought through apathy
We grab our knees and hold on to let go of the things we need
To brace the world with miles of construed imagery, for personal posterity
But I don't want to live the lie that's set before (me)
When you know the lines are
Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe
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