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I think part of the lyrics are wrong. I think it's supposed to be "It's turned up so loud that it erases the clouds."

john himself probally dosent even know the lyrics. this is one of the best songs john has ever written and i think that we shoul just talk about the good points of it as there can be scary demons released. i think its to do with love to a bitch of a girl

These lyrics are wrong... It's on my heart not in my heart, he says it clearly in the song. I'm not really sure what this song is about, maybe understand the hard truth of this life and what it's all about.

You know how he grew to hate the whole fame thing when he and the chilis got really big? I think this song is sort of an anti-that-fame-thing. The way that he says "a dove is a glove...it doesnt have any part of the world of fashion", like, this is what i do, i'm a musician, and i dont do stuff just becasue its the fashion, i'm not really a part of this whole thing. And then the 'theres a girl blabbing nothing outside my window" - the obligatory groupies who i'm sure he knew lots about =) not sure if he ever felt bitter towards that aspect of the whole thing but maybe thats saying 'the girl doesnt even know me, piss off' The rest of the song could be about anything i suppose

[A Dove is a Glove] In relation anything can be anything, looking at the world and people, every body's view is different and everchanging. No perspective is the same and who is to say that a dove is not a glove. whoever says that, let me mock you. I obviously feel differant about so many things than so many others do. Just by these words, the world could no longer make a bit of sense because one small (normally thought as wrong) thought now does make sense.

[That I wear in my heart] THAT (what I said before) is my scope of things, I wear it in my heart welcome to how i see it at this point in time.

[And though I like to dress smart it doesn't have any part of the world of fashion] From my window, I am doing everything right and correct, and i am the smartest one with a better head on my shoulder. but then again, no one else sees it in such a way.

[And your their to put me down and i'm sick of the frowns that follow me around] Now is this way i feel (on the otherside of things) (what i see as correct) worth it? {maybe} I'm sick of others putting me down.

[I would like the sky But there's no reason why] The sky, so simple, so beautiful, so easy to find joy in. I WOULD like it, but with the world the way it is (unable to calm and appreciate the sky), I can't.

[She'd say it in this world with the nose of a girl] This whole feeling of a song must have been personified to him through someone

[It's turned up so loud that you hear them resist the clouds] The false (or real, whichever way you see it) world is so loud, wrong, mislead, astray, that it resists what is right- beauty (clouds)-in this case- and the world is so misguided that it hurts itself by resisting what is right( what he sees as right or good)

[I've never been here And know you're physically here] I feel like i never have before, Your not on the same level as me. you (the world) are so distant from the level of thought, spirit, mind, thought, etc... and i see that you are only physical

[You're pushing me away To decay like the day that I loved] The way I feel ( which is right to me) is being suppressed and i'm dieing like the day, the sky, the clouds that you fail to see with your physical eyes.

[There is a girl blabbing nothing outside my window] The way of life i oppose is shouting idiocy.

[What do I have to show] What do i have to show to you, so that you see everything that i believe.

[To a world that the only way to destroy Is to die like a baby boy?] There IS nothing i can show to this world to destroy what is wrong. I can now only die to rid my rightous (fresh new just have seen the light, baby boy) self of this harming life that would kill such a baby boy

I could be happy in infinity Of the space of my eyelid But I know I'm somewhere else Where the words on this page Will be the scribbling nonsense they are And it would be real And I eat my last meal Wish here I could feel But now I don't even know If I'm Real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lyrics sound like an early draft of "Usually Just A T-Shirt".