Rifles Lyrics
[repeated lines]
im gonna take my time
she feels like im falling down again
she feels like my heart and soul
she took my heart and soul
And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill
But if you think like me
You'll be as dead as he
And if you stay he'll make you walk in your bed
To what you're gonna be
It never lets you be
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
And I won't give to you the fires of hate
So I will never see
What you've done to me
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
You come alive
With the world at your side
You come alive
With the world at your side
And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill
But if you think like me
You'll be as dead as he
Some day
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
You come alive
With the world at your side
You come alive
With the world at your side
I judge all other songs based on this one. If a band can't make a song on par with this they generally ain't good...
One of their finest (but most cryptic lyrically) songs. I can't agree with the Stone Roses comparisons though as a big Stone Roses fan — The Stone Roses were never this dark and much more "accessible". This is brilliantly moody and atmospheric… maybe a better comparison would be the Verve's early stuff? Seems slightly Gravity Grave-esque to me.
Anyway, I digress… I don't actually know what the lyrics mean.
Never the Stone Roses, they were never this moody. Much more The Jesus and Mary Chain or Wish period The Cure.
Also, I think these are the lyrics:
I see the rifles coming over the hill And if you shout maybe they'd stop and won't kill But if you think like me You'll be as dead as he is
I see the lion crawling over your bed And if you stay he'll make you walk in your mind To what you're gonna be It never lets you be
I see no colour in your eyes I see no images I know I see no colour in your eyes And no reflections, no purple sky
I don't mind you taking away And I won't give to you the fires of hate So I will never see What you've done to me
I see no colour in your eyes I see no images I know I see no colour in your eyes And no reflections, no awful skies
Now You come alive With the world at your side
Now You come alive With the world at your side
I see the rifles coming over the hill And if you shout maybe they'd stop and won't kill But if you think like me You'll be as dead as he is today
I see no colour in your eyes I see no images I know I see no colour in your eyes And no reflections, no purple sky
Now You come alive With the world at your side
Now You come alive With the world at your side
my favorite BRMC song.. i love it.
I always interpreted the lyrics as
I always interpreted the lyrics as
'I see no colour in your eyes I see no images at all I see no colour in your eyes And no reflections, no earth or sky'
'I see no colour in your eyes I see no images at all I see no colour in your eyes And no reflections, no earth or sky'
As in they are dead, lifeless, their eyes vacant, which I think fits well with the next line stating someone coming alive, almost coming back to life, being resurrected.
As in they are dead, lifeless, their eyes vacant, which I think fits well with the next line stating someone coming alive, almost coming back to life, being resurrected.
This song is so mmody and dark it could've been a stone roses song
It does sound really Stone Roses. Good call.
I love the dark, mouth-covering-mic sound of brmc. Very sexy and dark and messy.
I absolutely love this song. At about 5:00 when the solo stops dead and it breaks back into that hypnotic, watery riff and peter starts singing "i see the rifles coming over the hill..." in his moody voice, shivers run down my spine.
maybe its me, but i always here "sure feels like..." instead of "she feels like..." but meh. this is spinetingly amazing stuff. i dont think theres any band like BRMC for grabbing your attention and holding you by the jugular. or something.
I think the lyrics are wrong. I hear:
I see the colour in your eyes I see the images I own I see more colour in your eyes Than the reflections from/of earth or sky
Killer song
he's talking about his perfect girl