I’m sorry that I’m late
I went blind
I got confetti in my eyes
I was held up at yesterday’s parties
I was needed on the congo line

But my dear, oh my dear
I’d like to fight the good fight for another couple of years
‘cause to say the war is over is to say you are a widow

You’re not a widow yet!
You’re not a widow yet!
You’re not a widow yet!
You’re not a widow yet!

So this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers
For the cupid and the hunter shooting arrows at each other
Ain’t no such thing as a saint,
Ain’t no such thing as a sinner, oh

There’s a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor
There’s a Samson with Delilahs lining up outside the door
If you are sharpening your scissors
I am sharpening my scissors,
And I am sharpening my sword
So you can take me to the dragon’s lair
Or you can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
Either way it is time for a bigger kind of kill…
A bigger kind of kill.

Oh I see your face when I close my eyes
Oh I see the muscles in your legs from the way you always rise
To the occasion of catching things that fall
Like the statuettes on pedestals I tend to build too tall.
But I have navigated Iceland
I’ve laid my claim on Portugal
I have seen into the wasteland
Oh the future
Oh the future of us all.

i kicked up a whole country
of dead, dead leaves last fall
i kicked up a whole country
of dead, dead leaves last fall
Dead leaves
Dead leaves
Dead leaves
Dead leaves
Seen from the back of a train
I rode away from your station
They drifted in the air
Like memoirs of old conversations
Sprung from a leather case
You opened in the wind
To watch the papers chase each other
Into oblivion

(You’re such a champion
You’re such a champion
I hide behind your sun
You are the champion) x3

So you can take me to the dragon’s lair
You can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
Either way it is time, oh it is time
For a bigger kind of kill…
A bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of kill (x10)
A bigger kind of kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
A bigger kind of kill (x3)
A bigger kind of kill, kill, kill, kill, kill



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  • +2
    General CommentOf couse there's a whole lot of ambiguity here, but I think this song might be about trying to rebuild a (dysfunctional) relationship.

    "But my dear, oh my dear
    I’d like to fight the good fight for another couple of years
    ‘cause to say the war is over is to say you are a widow

    You’re not a widow yet!"

    He's reassuring her that, even if he hasn't always been there ('sorry that I'm late'), he's willing to fight to make the relationship work, and that she shouldn't think it's over quite yet (shouldn't consider herself a 'widow')

    "If you are sharpening your scissors
    I am sharpening my scissors,
    And I am sharpening my sword"

    He's saying that is she's willing to fight (sharpen her scissors), he is too, and maybe fight even harder (sharpening his sword).

    "So you can take me to the dragon’s lair
    Or you can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
    Either way it is time for a bigger kind of kill…
    A bigger kind of kill."

    He's saying that no matter which direction she decides to take the relationship, they have to do something about it. She can either accept him ("take me to Rapunzel's windowsill") or decide that it's too late to patch up their relationship. The 'bigger kind of kill' is saying that whatever they do, (solve the problem or put an end to the situation) they need to do something big and commit to it. So either put their hearts into the relationship or take the next step and end it. I think.

    "I see your face..."
    "You're such a champion"

    He clearly still feels very strongly for her and respects her a lot. Maybe even idolizes her. He's clearly been distracted though (first verse). I think these lines show that he really willing to fight to win her back.

    I'm still not quite sure about:

    "There’s a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor
    There’s a Samson with Delilahs lining up outside the door"

    Maybe he's saying that she's a "swan among pigeons" XP (Also that she's far away from him maybe.) The next line could be that there are lots of girls he could have, but they would betray him? I'm really iffy on this. I think I get the idea, but can't get it into words.

    Now I could be very, very wrong about all this, but that's how I interpret the song. :P
    Bananafishboneson July 02, 2009   Link
  • +1
    My InterpretationI like the idea of the complicate relationship but I like to think that the trouble is not just the trivial jealousy/unfaithfulness matter.
    It seems like the two lovers lives far away or anyhow they both have a very independent and busy life.
    He knows that she's the right one for him and he truly loves her, however he's not yet ready to renounce to his freedom ("the good fight") because in doing that he would die inside ("to say the war is over is to say you are a widow"). Eventually they're living this sort of open realtionship in a period of life in wich people start to marry and settle down ("So this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers"). This would explain also the "confetti" from the party, maybe a wedding.

    In this sense I would interpret also the refrain:
    the "scissors" could be used by her (Rapunzel) to cut her tress and let him down (end the relationship)
    but if she threat to do so he is ready ot embrace the "sword" - not to fight with her - but to face the "Dragon", or rather the beast that keep him always travelling. Either way it's time to find a solution to this situation ("a bigger kind of kill")

    After the firs impetus he sounds like he's taken by nostalgia (the song slow down) and he regrets all the time he wasted walking around chasing for something, for someone ("I kicked up a whole country of dead, dead leaves last fall"). Maybe he's leaving once again ("seen from the back of a train") and the dead leaves remember him of all the "memoirs of old conversations", the love letters ("papers") that seem so pointless now that he's experiencing the lost of her.

    But, in the very end I can ear a spell of hope in his voice, because he knows that she is "such a champion", the only one that can understand and bear his restlessness and his expectations ("catching the statuettes that falls from the pedestals I tend to build too tall") and one day she will help him to defight the Dragon.
    Neuroscientiston September 28, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAny help appreciated. Will credit you at the top.
    tjwellson May 24, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWould either of you mind posting a complete lyric for what you have? Thanks.
    tjwellson May 24, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI’m sorry that I’m late
    I went blind
    I got confetti in my eyes
    I was held up at yesterday’s parties
    I was needed on the congo line

    But my dear, oh my dear
    I’d like to fight the good fight for another couple of years
    ‘cause to say the war is over is to say you are a widow

    You’re not a widow yet!
    You’re not a widow yet!
    You’re not a widow yet!
    You’re not a widow yet!

    So this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers
    For the cupid and the hunter shooting arrows at each other
    Ain’t no such thing as a saint,
    Ain’t no such thing as a sinner, oh

    There’s a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor
    There’s a Samson with Delilahs lining up outside the door
    If you are sharpening your scissors
    I am sharpening my scissors,
    And I am sharpening my sword
    So you can take me to the dragon’s lair
    Or you can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
    Either way it is time for a bigger kind of kill…
    A bigger kind of kill.

    Oh I see your face when I close my eyes
    Oh I see the muscles in your legs from the way you always rise
    To the occasion of catching things that fall
    Like the statuettes on pedestals I tend to build too tall.
    But I have navigated Iceland
    I’ve laid my claim on Portugal
    I have seen into the wasteland
    Oh the future
    Oh the future of us all.

    ??????????????????
    Of dead, dead leaves last fall
    ??????????????????
    Of dead, dead leaves last fall
    Dead leaves
    Dead leaves
    Dead leaves
    Dead leaves
    Seen from the back of a train
    I rode away from your station
    They drifted in the air
    Like memoirs of old conversations
    Sprung from a leather case
    You opened in the wind
    To watch the papers chase each other
    Into oblivion

    (You’re such a champion
    You’re such a champion
    I hide behind your sun
    You are the champion) x3

    So you can take me to the dragon’s lair
    You can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
    Either way it is time, oh it is time
    For a bigger kind of kill…
    A bigger kind of kill

    A bigger kind of kill (x10)
    A bigger kind of kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
    A bigger kind of kill (x3)
    A bigger kind of kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
    jetfan1824on May 25, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe question marks are definitely "I kicked at a whole country/Of dead, dead leaves last fall." It's really hard to hear when you don't know what to look for but once you know it it's clear.
    FrogRubdownon June 08, 2009   Link
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    General CommentFrogRubdown - yeah, I definitely agree.

    I keep thinking I understand the big picture meaning of this song (if there ever completely is one), but then I listen to a set of lyrics juxtaposed to the ones just before it instead of the ones after it and I get a totally new meaning.

    Leave it to Spencer Krug. Amazing, amazing creationist.
    AmandaLeeBeeon June 18, 2009   Link
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    General Commentthe question marks are officially:

    I kicked up a whole country
    of dead, dead leaves last fall.

    sunsetrubdown.net/…
    jetfan1824on July 06, 2009   Link
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    My InterpretationOne aspect of this seems to be a bitter observation of humanity's urge to destroy that which is beautiful ("the swan among the pigeons of Barcelona's floor") and fantastic (the medieval quest imagery as well as the more personal whimsies of the narrator who claims to be 'blinded by confetti'). Note the contrast of album title with song title - Dragonslayer versus Dragon's Lair and the ambiguous, slurred way in which Krug sings "dragon's lair".

    To me, it's as if he's sarcastically saying 'oh you fcking hero' ("you're SUCH a champion") to a medieval-esque dragonslayer, ridiculing the assumption that dragons are there to be slain (in western mythology/fantasy) and by extension despairing over the expected and the conventions in life.

    He suggests humanity is absorbed in "a bigger kind of kill"; a destructive mentality which continues endlessly like the line itself and into an "oblivion" we cannot escape from, or do not wish to. While associations with humanity's physical destruction of the environment are certainly arguable, it seems that Krug is trying less to point out physical destruction and more to reject rationalism's destruction of mental refuges in the fantastic. Perhaps the greater truths those found in emotion and imagination? Either way he refuses to bind himself to the reality he finds himself in.
    Saiphon March 13, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Comment??????????????????? = I kicked up a whole country
    of dead, dead leaves last fall.

    (both times)
    noiireon April 26, 2010   Link

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