Well, my interpretation of the song is that it's about looking at the world and the people around you. Maybe it's because of personal goodness, that some people have lost their bravery because of problems they had in their youth and now they can't find solutions, so that you feel you must take a close look at how people around you live. It could be linked to the way the government is leaded, it could be about a family complex, or it could just be about the personal mind of one person, like an inner-voice admonishing about the persons abilities as a brick in a larger play. If you listen to the song with earphones, and watch the people around you, for example on the bus, it gives you this "straight-in-the-face" feeling that we all have our own history. Our lives are histories themselves, and they can be found good, bad, sad, sheltered or even embarrassed (maybe a macho guy doesn't want to be recognized as the guy who volunteered at a summer camp in his youth). This makes you resurrect the thoughts about yourself as a individual human being in a larger part. It's tough, challenging, sometimes embarrassing, often sad, but it's still a celebration of being held tight as the one you are. Everybody here has their own failed séances, whatever they might be. I guess.
Well, my interpretation of the song is that it's about looking at the world and the people around you. Maybe it's because of personal goodness, that some people have lost their bravery because of problems they had in their youth and now they can't find solutions, so that you feel you must take a close look at how people around you live. It could be linked to the way the government is leaded, it could be about a family complex, or it could just be about the personal mind of one person, like an inner-voice admonishing about the persons abilities as a brick in a larger play. If you listen to the song with earphones, and watch the people around you, for example on the bus, it gives you this "straight-in-the-face" feeling that we all have our own history. Our lives are histories themselves, and they can be found good, bad, sad, sheltered or even embarrassed (maybe a macho guy doesn't want to be recognized as the guy who volunteered at a summer camp in his youth). This makes you resurrect the thoughts about yourself as a individual human being in a larger part. It's tough, challenging, sometimes embarrassing, often sad, but it's still a celebration of being held tight as the one you are. Everybody here has their own failed séances, whatever they might be. I guess.