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.
Coming up slowly, oh, sun over the hill
Daylight still a long time coming
But I know it will
Been under their spell, oh, but we're coming awake
So we'll be rude, we'll be loud
As long as it takes
This is why, this is why,
We crank the dial to the right
Ooh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
We keep cracking the music up
Driving through our towns
But they don't wanna hear
They want us to turn it down
So come on lovers, come on haters
Tonight we raise the fire
'Cause when the people get to dancing
They forget about taking sides
This is why, this is why
We crank the dial to the right
Ooh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right, sing
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
(For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction)
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
This is why, this is why,
We crank the dial to the right
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
I said this is why, this is why
We turn it up all night
Oh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Daylight still a long time coming
But I know it will
Been under their spell, oh, but we're coming awake
So we'll be rude, we'll be loud
As long as it takes
This is why, this is why,
We crank the dial to the right
Ooh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
We keep cracking the music up
Driving through our towns
But they don't wanna hear
They want us to turn it down
So come on lovers, come on haters
Tonight we raise the fire
'Cause when the people get to dancing
They forget about taking sides
This is why, this is why
We crank the dial to the right
Ooh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right, sing
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
(For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction)
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
This is why, this is why,
We crank the dial to the right
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
I said this is why, this is why
We turn it up all night
Oh this is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Lyrics submitted by darkforce100
Different Colors Lyrics as written by Kevin Ray Eli Maiman
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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