| Our Lady Peace – Is Anybody Home? Lyrics | 5 years ago |
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I've always felt this song is about the existential crisis we're in and the isolation and loneliness that comes with it. Goodbye, the future's sold out, there's no use screaming. Who thought we'd ever get this far? It opens with a hopeless critique of where we as a civilization are and the pointlessness of trying to fight it. In a wry way he's suggesting that we did better than expected. Tonight, your faith has come down to money and a TV, psychics who've never been to Mars, and Nazis breast feeding. With the Nietzschean "death of God" there's been an effort to fill that void with things that provide no real comfort or answers; money, media, false prophets, etc. Relying on these things has just made the emptiness worse. I know you must be upset/ I can't find meaning. I'm sorry, we're sorry! We're all scared, all scared! Hey, is anybody home? Has anybody wasted tears on loneliness that everyone... I've always felt that this has a double meaning. Simultaneously the feeling of being unhappy while Raine can't find any value in anything as well as being upset that the singer can't find meaning. Raine goes on to say everyone has the same feelings - perhaps because we're all experiencing the same crisis. Goodnight, the truth has come out that everyone's needy. White teeth, a ticket to meet God, be all that you envy Shotgun under your bed has started breathing. You shot it, you shot it! I'm bare, I'm bare. Here he reveals again that everyone is the same in that we have the same basic desires: to be attractive, to be worthy to meet God, and have/ be everything we want to fulfill us. The darker side of having those unmet needs leads to suicidal ideation and ultimately the act of suicide. The singer is left exposed and raw. Hey, is anybody home? Is anybody wasting tears on loneliness that everyone becomes? Is anybody low? Is anybody painting fear on bedroom walls that save us from? Is anybody wasting tears on loneliness that everyone becomes when they're not alright. The loneliness that everyone becomes The final chorus reiterates that everyone experiences the same isolation, emptiness, and loneliness. Interesting that the singer offers no answers beyond the knowledge that we're all in the same boat. |
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| Our Lady Peace – In Repair Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| @Sniperwulf 2 Just a little lower is Heaven. Heaven, and all that reigned danced at my feet. Just keep him in your heart and love continues to reignite. | |
| Ben Folds Five – On Being Frank Lyrics | 5 years ago |
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According to Ben Folds the song is a metaphor for a couple who's been together so long that when they break up they don't know what they individually like anymore. It's written from the perspective of Frank Sinatra's tour manager. |
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| The J. Arthur Keenes Band – Low Tide Lyrics | 7 years ago |
| A saw wave is common in music and in the context to the lyrics makes more sense than "sine wave" since saws cut and sines do not. Also, I have a feeling if this song was played in an oscilloscope it would have a saw toothed waveform. | |
| Passion Pit – Sleepyhead Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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Full lyrics are: And everything is going to the beat And everything is going to the beat And everything is going Oíche fhéil eoin Oíche fhéil eoin Oíche fhéil eoin Oíche fhéil eoin Oích-oíche fhéil Oíche fheíl Oíche fhéil eoin Ní thiochfaidh mé aniar (I will not return) Oíche fhéil eoin Oíche fhéil eoin Ní thiochfaidh mé aniar (I will not return) Oíche fhéil eoin (Óró mo churaichín ó) And you said It was like fire around the brim (Óró mo churaichín ó) Burning solid, burning thin, the burning rim (Óró mo churaichín ó) Like stars burning holes right through the dark (Óró mo churaichín ó) Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes (Óró mo churaichín ó) You were one inch from the edge of this bed (Óró mo churaichín ó) I dragged you back a sleepyhead Sleepyhead (Óró mo churaichín, churaichín) (Óró mo churaichín ó) They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst (Óró mo churaichín ó) Those hungry lions with all their might and all their thirst (Óró mo churaichín ó) They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin (Óró mo churaichín ó) Against the walls, against your rules, against your skin (Óró mo churaichín ó) My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors (Óró mo churaichín ó) Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead (Óró mo churaichín ó) Sleepyhead (Óró mo churaichín, churaichín, churaichín) (Óró mo churaichín ó) (Óró mo churaichín ó) (Óró mo churaichín ó) Irish Gaelic Translation Oíche fhéil eoin - I won´t return from the west until St. John's Eve Ní thiochfaidh mé aniar - I will not return Óró mo churaichín ó - Oh my little curragh/plain |
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| Passion Pit – Sleepyhead Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| @[Alicia120:22850] It's an Irish Gaelic song called Óró Mo Bháidín | |
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