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.
May your eyes be wide and seeing
May you learn from the view where you're kneeling
Know the fear of the world that you're feeling
Is the fear of a slave
May you know how the fight was started
Won' as much the snake as the garden
Wear them both like a glove that you can't wain
May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they failed to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and it's passing
Stars wont ever wait for you to watch them fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the boat on a tide that's rising
Both the post and the pig you're untying
The butcher gone for the blade
Someday we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slapping
Someday we may be shocked to be laughing
At the way we behave
May your hands be strong and willing
May you know when to speak and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missing
There's no check in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
Around and around you go, biting your tail
Little children, the wind is whipping
Short hands on a clock still ticking
Both the egg and the red fox grinning
His belly full for the day
Someday we may all want nothing
And all together we'll get what's coming
Someday I'll say the world was something
That we just couldn't change
May your tongue be something wicked
Know your part in the calf and the killing
See straight through the captain you're kissing
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealing
Put your hand on your heart when singing
The choir's sick of the song but they've still got to stand
May you learn from the view where you're kneeling
Know the fear of the world that you're feeling
Is the fear of a slave
May you know how the fight was started
Won' as much the snake as the garden
Wear them both like a glove that you can't wain
May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they failed to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and it's passing
Stars wont ever wait for you to watch them fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the boat on a tide that's rising
Both the post and the pig you're untying
The butcher gone for the blade
Someday we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slapping
Someday we may be shocked to be laughing
At the way we behave
May your hands be strong and willing
May you know when to speak and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missing
There's no check in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
Around and around you go, biting your tail
Little children, the wind is whipping
Short hands on a clock still ticking
Both the egg and the red fox grinning
His belly full for the day
Someday we may all want nothing
And all together we'll get what's coming
Someday I'll say the world was something
That we just couldn't change
May your tongue be something wicked
Know your part in the calf and the killing
See straight through the captain you're kissing
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealing
Put your hand on your heart when singing
The choir's sick of the song but they've still got to stand
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How about: "the butcher gone for the blade"?
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