And so to be one to lie to the captain
sure I'm coming back
but I walk along and meet up a tree line
cover up at last

And they're raging at the beach for some light
but like the birds I was given all this time

And to stop believing in the returning
I went on
so vaguely I can hear the bangs but not
what's going on

I guess they're raging at the beach for some light
But like the birds they're forgiven every time

But then I know that I'm a stranger in this land
and I wake you up by speaking what you cannot
all I said was there were mountains in my way
but they're slowly disappearing
and I balance when I feel you to my skin

In times like these even travelers can win

To be high in trees when they walk
just forth and back and out
and the vessel's gone and I will stay to
figure this one out

I bet they're raging in the seas for some light
And like all birds they're forgiven all this time

And now I gold on fall is greeting me to stay
and we slow dance in the kitchen and I dream
the days away
and just like Lucinda's you are right on time
there are louder cities somewhere
but I don't thing I'll be back where ringing stays

In a place like this I should never feel afraid

Get around
this is handsome life
I guess my rhythm grew
through my darker time

I was not the killer I was the one just setting sail
With the fear of a sideway winds just turning
downward with the hail

Oh I was raging in the field for some light
But like the birds I was forgiven with this time

In this sunlight I just can't believe your face
we're some laundry line believers
we're just kids in many ways
and you smell like smoke and honey in my arms
I'm somewhere in some falling and I'm learning of
your language for to say

In times like these I should never grow away

Lyrics submitted by pyramidlake, edited by JDMcMillan, DarkBirdIsHome

Slow Dance song meanings
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    General CommentHopefully TTMOE will provide the lyrics when the album officially drops, but I think most of this is pretty close! I'm listening to the song on NPR's First Listen.

    I imagine it as a love story between a wartime sailor dippin' out on the battle and the girl he meets in a foreign country. At first they can't understand each other, but the language barrier gradually diminishes as they find other ways to communicate (All I said was there were mountains in my way / But they're slowly disappearing and I balance when I feel you to my skin)

    If "laundry-line believers" is the correct lyric, I really want to know what this means. More literally, believing in laundry lines, as in finding the most happiness in a simple life out in the country? Or metaphorically comparing them to pieces of laundry on a line, in that their lives go any which way the wind takes them, but there is always a part of them "pinned" together?

    Wondering whether this whole story is a metaphor for his relationship with Amanda. "And we slow dance in the kitchen," "And you smell like smoke and honey in my arms" seem like genuine sweet memories.

    I am curious to know what others think :)
    pyramidlakeon May 07, 2015   Link

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