Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.

And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.

I walk in the air between the rain,
Through myself and back again.
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know

'Round here we always stand up straight
'Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house, takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

'Round here we're carving out our names
'Round here we all look the same
'Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
'Round here she's slipping through my hands

Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shh, I know it's only in my head."

But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says: "Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling."

Then she looks up at the building
And says she's thinking of jumping.
She says she's tired of life;
She must be tired of something.

'Round here she's always on my mind
'Round here (hey man) I got lots of time
'Round here we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
'Round here we stay up very very very very late

I can't see nothing, nothing
Around here
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me because I'm falling down on here
I said " I'm under the gun"
'Round here.
Oh man I said "I'm under the gun"
'Round here.
And I can't see nothin', nothin'.
'Round here.



Lyrics submitted by kevin

"Round Here" as written by Steve Bowman, Matthew Malley, David Bryson, Adam Duritz, David Janusko, Dan Jewett, Chris Roldan, Charles Gillingham

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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  • +5
    General Comment:Allright guys. I saw an episode of VH1 Storytellers or one of those shows, where AD talks about this song. He said that this song is about the band itself and when they were playing coffee shops and open mic nights in the bay area while all their friends were getting high paying, but boring jobs and CC were washing dishes by day and being Counting Crows by night.

    Basically the fictitious character Maria is the Counting Crows. They were not sure if CC would ever take off, and thought that they were stuck in a rut.

    The reference about the fog is the give away to San Francisco. The song is very well written and can be applied to many struggles in life, so to everyone their own... but this is what the song means to Adam and co.
    nashstaton July 19, 2013   Link
  • +3
    General Comment:most beautiful song ever written. without a doubt. we try to hide our true selves to seem normal and popular. why be normal and popular?? We all have expectations of how to live our lives placed on us by other people. It just makes more sense to live life for ourselves. All in all, we are all a little misunderstood and confused, but that shouldn't make us want to hide our fears due to embarrassment. first nine lines are ridiculous.
    tms6879on April 04, 2002   Link
  • +2
    General Comment:he's free and yet now the structure is gone
    RuTangOUon February 08, 2002   Link
  • +2
    General Comment:This song cuts way deep. Honestly, how dreadful is it to feel so much sorrow in one's life. Although this song is full of so much sadness, it's remarkable how human beings are able to feel emotional pain. As weird as it seems, we are blessed with the ability to feel pain
    eastcoasteron May 06, 2004   Link
  • +2
    General Comment:
    This song for me is about my family. And me about 7 years agoj.



    "Step out the front door like a ghost
    into the fog where no one notices
    the contrast of white on white."

    This is about when I would walk around outside at night for hours, without telling anyone. I'm invisible (A ghost in the fog). No one knows I do this.

    "And in between the moon and you
    the angels get a better view
    of the crumbling difference between wrong and right."

    "I'm outside walking with the moon. I'm struggeling with decisions I have to make. Fictional characters (angels) have a better clue than I do"

    I walk in the air between the rain
    through myself and back again
    Where? I don't know

    "I'm wandering around. "Through myself and back again" refers to reflection (thinking about what I'm thinking). "Where I don't know". I still don't have a clue.


    Maria says she's dying
    through the door I hear her crying
    Why? I don't know
    "This is my younger sister when she was 16. She's suicidal. She doesn't tell me this but "I can hear it through the door". I don't know why she's suicidal. She won't tell me.

    Chorus
    "Round here we always stand up straight
    Round here something radiates"

    My family. "Always stands up straight". They are proud.

    Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
    she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
    she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
    just like she's walking on a wire in the circus

    "My sister. She has big (unrealistic) dreams at this time. She's looking for the perfect boy. She feels like she's walking on a wire" because she is a "performer/actor" in a circus "her friends are all performers just like her".

    she parks her car outside of my house
    takes her clothes off
    says she's close to understanding Jesus

    "she comes to me alone and opens up (takes her clothes off) and tells me she's close to understanding Jesus. She's knows she doesn't, but she's trying"

    she knows she's just a little misunderstood
    she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

    "people don't understand her"

    Chorus
    Round here we're carving out our names
    "My family. Everyone's trying to make a name for themselves. To prove something. To set outselves apart"

    Round here we all look the same
    "But we're really just all the same. "

    Round here we talk just like lions
    "We're bigmouthes and act like we don't care about each other. Notice it says "talk" not "do". We're acting like we're tough and don't need each other. This is especially true with my sister and I"

    But we sacrifice like lambs

    "But in reality we would do anything for the other person. We just don't say so"

    Round here she's slipping through my hands
    "I'm not getting through to her"

    Sleeping children better run like the wind
    out of the lightning dream
    "Sleeping refers to unaware. Unconscious. In a dream with very real danger. She, my sister, better get herself out of this situation that she is unaware is going to hurt her"

    Mama's little baby better get herself in
    out of the lightning
    "She needs to get out of this situation"

    She says It's only in my head
    She says Shhh I know it's only in my head

    "She does think the danger is real"

    But the girl in car in the parking lot
    says "Man you should try to take a shot
    can't you see my walls are crumbling?"

    "This is a friend that has issues like her dragging her into alcoholism"

    Then she looks up at the building
    and says she's thinking of jumping
    She says she's tired of life
    she must be tired of something

    "Now that she's an alcoholic, she's more suicidal than ever. I still don't know why so I say as a question, "she must be tired of something?".

    Round here she's always on my mind
    (self-explanatory)

    Round here hey man got lots of time
    "I've got lot's of time to think"

    Round here we're never sent to bed early
    And nobody makes us wait
    Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late

    "This refers to how how we can't sleep because we're always thinking. Therefore we stay of very, very late".
    terribleon May 26, 2009   Link
  • +2
    General Comment:i imagined like, and actual love story between this strange girl who comes to this snobby town where everyone is the same and want to be perfect- round here where we all stand up straight... and this guy ends up falling for this girl but shes still and outcast in this place and then she kills herself.

    but i do think its about conformity, and how we are afraid to be individuals. we act like if we fit a certain mold, then we are 'right'- but there is no mold that every human being should be expected to fit. and the people who are individuals are looked down upon but thats only because they are all afraid of this individual because it is unfamiliar to them and people fear what they dont understand.
    and this one girl in the song is so sad and ends up wanting to kill herself because she thinks life is worthless if shes surrounded by people who will never accept her and she seems to know even if she tried to change she couldnt.
    but i do think this guy loves her because it seems she shows him that conformity isnt what we should aspire to because none of us can fit this mold and we all feel like were worthless because were all trying to be something we arent. but he calls this girl beautiful even though he doesnt understand her- and i love this message because its like we dont all have to be the same to see the beauty each other.
    wings718on January 24, 2010   Link
  • +2
    General Comment:For me it's about mental illness. I have experienced a close family member go through a breakdown and many of these lyrics ring very true to that.

    "she parks her car outside of my house
    takes her clothes off
    says she's close to understanding Jesus
    she knows she's just a little misunderstood
    she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous"

    My family member actually did strip down naked in the mental institution declaring that " this is how god made her". Also, knowing that they are misunderstood.

    "She says It's only in my head
    She says Shhh I know it's only in my head"

    recognizing the mental illness....

    "But the girl in car in the parking lot
    says "Man you should try to take a shot
    can't you see my walls are crumbling?"
    Then she looks up at the building
    and says she's thinking of jumping
    She says she's tired of life
    she must be tired of something"

    Suicidal behavior....

    Those are pretty straight forward. But I even think that some of the more ambiguous lyrics could be perceived to support the mental illness interpretation.

    "like a ghost
    into the fog where no one notices
    the contrast of white on white."

    If you've ever tried to talk to someone having an episode they are definitely in a fog. I would often say that after my family member's initial breakdown that it was like being with a ghost of them. The shell is there but the person I knew before is gone. Also, often the mentally ill will have delusional thoughts you can't follow i.e "no one notices the contrast of white on white"

    "just like she's walking on a wire in the circus"

    The instability like walking on a wire...

    For me though, as a loved one coping with it all...

    "Round here, she's slipping through my hands......round here she's always on my mind"
    csjoneson September 05, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General Comment:Although not intended this song is about West Point.

    Every morning we step out to formation where we contrast gray against gray.

    Angels have seen the transitions of the Honor Code, the scandals, the crumbling differences between wrong and right. The Honor Codes means nothing on crumbling stone, but takes full meaning when inscribed on our hearts.

    We walk through ourselves and back again when we parade and walk tours, but in between the rain.

    As we live and work in our rooms we hear many things through our doors. Everyone here cries out about wanting to die at one point.

    Here we always stand up straight
    Something really radiates from WP

    On R-Day we all came here with a suitcase in our hands
    And as New Cadets and Plebes we walk fine lines trying not to get hazed, and balance cadet life.

    On R-Day we all removed our civilian clothing and replaced them with uniforms.
    In Beast many people turn to God for support.
    We all spaz out sometime.

    Just like our names carved out on our name tags, we are all here to try to carve our name out. The names of many Grads are carved out in stone around here.

    We all talk like lions, like warriors, but in battle we sacrifice like lambs.

    98% Lose their G/F while at WP

    Children better run when they hear the thunder of war, out of the nightmare's of war.
    We will get flashbacks of combat, but its all in our head.

    Again, WP drags everyone down at some point and we think of bailing out, as we look up the buildings that look like a fortress.

    Round here she is always on our minds,
    We have 46 months worth of time
    We are never sent to bed early
    No one makes us wait
    And the night before we stay up very very very late.
    source_4on May 01, 2002   Link
  • +1
    General Comment:This is such a beautiful song. its one of my favorite songs ever. Counting crows are such a great band, i wish they would put some more stuff out.
    LiveUrLifeon May 02, 2002   Link
  • +1
    General Comment:This song is so beautiful. I love it. To me it's about a girl who is singled out, she's not like everyone else. And she likes this guy be he's just another face in the crowd. At first I don't think he understands her and he isn't like her but then he decides that he wants to be different. He wants to be with her. She's obviously suicidal, and he wants to be with her no matter what anyone thinks. They would stand out together. :' ) Brings a tear to m eye, reminds me of myself.
    Death on Arrivalon June 07, 2002   Link

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