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.
Find a thread to pull
And we can watch it unravel
Cause we’ve been living with
A ghost of summer
From two years ago
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
A needle dragging thread
To form the chapters only we could know
But they will overlap
And cast a shadow on what little is left
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
Find a thread to pull
And we can watch it unravel
But this is just the start
We’ll find out who we are
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
And we can watch it unravel
Cause we’ve been living with
A ghost of summer
From two years ago
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
A needle dragging thread
To form the chapters only we could know
But they will overlap
And cast a shadow on what little is left
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
Find a thread to pull
And we can watch it unravel
But this is just the start
We’ll find out who we are
A hint of light in the dark
Only enough to keep from giving up
If I could go back to the start
To break the pattern forming between us
Lyrics submitted by lovesickvicki, edited by aiviloo
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