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.
Seven a.m. on Circle Street
Sprinklers ring out a symphony
All the kings and pawns
Off to work for their perfect lawns
But me, I'm still dreaming of Sandy
Maybe I'll spin out to her side of town
Or maybe bum a ride with Bunny when his parents aren't around
Cause try in vain you may
You know we are the same
And when you call my name
Rebels we become
In tracks where lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
The Mexicanos stare us down
Dogs are barking on Sandy's side of town
I keep it cool all the way to her front porch
Her brother growls behind a hangover
And I can smell her hair already, yeah
The summer started when our feet crossed the open door
We are the singers of the songs
The weakest are the strong
Nothing is right, but nothing's wrong
Heroes we become
In tracks where lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
Our faith is small, but it is strong
Enough to carry on
Though we are poor, we shall not want
Rebels we become
In tracks where young lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn, we burn
Heroes we become
Where saints and sinners are one
Red the raging sun
Like sons of earth we yearn, we yearn
Like kings of men we learn, we learn
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
Relentlessly
Sprinklers ring out a symphony
All the kings and pawns
Off to work for their perfect lawns
But me, I'm still dreaming of Sandy
Maybe I'll spin out to her side of town
Or maybe bum a ride with Bunny when his parents aren't around
Cause try in vain you may
You know we are the same
And when you call my name
Rebels we become
In tracks where lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
The Mexicanos stare us down
Dogs are barking on Sandy's side of town
I keep it cool all the way to her front porch
Her brother growls behind a hangover
And I can smell her hair already, yeah
The summer started when our feet crossed the open door
We are the singers of the songs
The weakest are the strong
Nothing is right, but nothing's wrong
Heroes we become
In tracks where lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
Our faith is small, but it is strong
Enough to carry on
Though we are poor, we shall not want
Rebels we become
In tracks where young lions run
Red beneath the raging sun
Like wildfires we burn, we burn
Heroes we become
Where saints and sinners are one
Red the raging sun
Like sons of earth we yearn, we yearn
Like kings of men we learn, we learn
Like wildfires we burn relentlessly
Relentlessly
Lyrics submitted by imkingdavid
Relentless Lyrics as written by Collin Rigsby Aaron James Babcock
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing
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Our faith is small but it is strong Enough to carry on Though we are poor we shall not want
The way it just all tones down for a second while he sings that is so beautiful...
(Oh, btw, I think it's Cindy, rather than Sandy, but I might be wrong)