"We Live Again" as written by and Beck Hansen....
These withered hands
Have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand
And leftover nightmares
Over the hill
A desolate wind
Turns shit to gold
And blows my soul crazy

The end
O the end
We live again
O I grow weary of the end

O hungry days
The footsteps of fools
Gazing alone
Through sex-painted windows
Dredging the night
Drunk libertines
Stink like a colognes
From the newfangled wasteland

The end
O the end
We live again
O I grow weary of the end

Love is a plague
In a mix-match parade
Where the castaways look so deranged
When will the children learn
To let their wildernesses burn
And love will be new never cold and vacant

These withered hands have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand and leftover nightmares

The end
Of the end
We live again
Oh I grow weary of the end

Lyrics submitted by Ice, edited by sohomaki

"We Live Again" as written by Beck Hansen

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    General Commentquite possibly one of my all-time favourite songs..

    it's so outstanding in every way.. does a more catchy/lovely melody exist?
    leonperkinon October 22, 2004   Link
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    General Commentthis is definitely one of my favorite beck songs ever!

    "when will the children learn
    to let their wildernesses burn"

    that's amazing. i love it!
    brown_polyesteron February 21, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is about his artist grandfather, I have heard.
    androgybunnyon March 25, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI don't know who wrote this:

    But it says it is about becks grandfather. The thing that confused me was the interpretation of the line
    "stink like colognes from a new-fangled waste land"

    but the line "Stink like colognes from a new-fangled wasteland," using a little wordplay, might point the song towards Germany. Back in the '80s, Al Hansen opened an art school in Cologne, Germany.

    This lyric to me has always been a metaphor for the popular world view of manhood, schmoozing personality projected from indiscriminate sex-drive, and how it is dreadful to go out and enjoy life at night and be surrouned by manifesters of this mass accepted illusion.

    Another line "Gazing alone through sex-painted windows" is another metaphor or perhaps rhetorical statement of how evolving out of animalistic existence of fucking and carnal pleasure, looking for that "higher love" just puts you into a place where you are not with the program. Love has degnerated into sexual pleasure, fulfilling no one wholly. Dare to proclaim this and you are on the outside.

    Which leads to the line:

    Love is a plague in a mix-match parade
    Where the castaways look so deranged

    Where "love" is not love anymore, and coming to this realization makes you feel deranged in lieu of the constant messages hounded on society of what and how status is obtained.
    jmoponfireon August 07, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis is a beautiful song yes.
    his grandfather had died.
    and since he was an abstract painter he just wrote a song with imagery
    that he may have seen his grandfather use.
    or maybe he was just trying to capture the essence of abstractness into a song
    to pay homage to him.
    hard to tell.
    ShakeyFan2on November 07, 2009   Link
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    General Comment"and love will be new
    never cold and vacant"

    This line is so good.
    The entire song too but.. damn.
    sohomakion January 15, 2014   Link
  • -1
    General Commenti think this song is about many failed dreams of trying to find true love. No matter how many times love is denied life still goes on.
    incogneteauon February 22, 2006   Link

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