In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
I'm thinking of your wide open eyes
Smiling as they feed the nerves
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines
Like only you could see, like only you could do
I'm picturing forcep in ice
That you would see if you could reach
And reconnect the engine to the delicate lens
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little
Then green line
I dreamt of jet-less high
Seeing clouds from the other side
And rolling softly until the underbelly shines
And the back skims through the steam
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling away
A dusty sleep you took too soon
And you need watering if you are to bloom
I'm thinking of your failing green eyes
Smiling as they greet the day
They can't see me
And now I'm picturing us opening up wide
Drinking down our days in haze and bliss
Together till it stumbles aside
But I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little
Feeling
It's true
So soon
And the coil speaks
I'd like to see us together
I'd like to lay my head low
I need to lean on a soft one
And bring the spin of the world to a halt
And the coil sleeps
And you've been gathering angels
And fading further each day
I love you right now as I never
Remember my face as it quietly you make your rain
I dreamt of jet-less high
Seeing clouds from the other side
And rolling softly until the underbelly shines
And the back skims through the steam
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling away
A dusty sleep you took too soon
And you need watering if you are to bloom
Smiling as they feed the nerves
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines
Like only you could see, like only you could do
I'm picturing forcep in ice
That you would see if you could reach
And reconnect the engine to the delicate lens
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little
Then green line
I dreamt of jet-less high
Seeing clouds from the other side
And rolling softly until the underbelly shines
And the back skims through the steam
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling away
A dusty sleep you took too soon
And you need watering if you are to bloom
I'm thinking of your failing green eyes
Smiling as they greet the day
They can't see me
And now I'm picturing us opening up wide
Drinking down our days in haze and bliss
Together till it stumbles aside
But I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little
Feeling
It's true
So soon
And the coil speaks
I'd like to see us together
I'd like to lay my head low
I need to lean on a soft one
And bring the spin of the world to a halt
And the coil sleeps
And you've been gathering angels
And fading further each day
I love you right now as I never
Remember my face as it quietly you make your rain
I dreamt of jet-less high
Seeing clouds from the other side
And rolling softly until the underbelly shines
And the back skims through the steam
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling away
A dusty sleep you took too soon
And you need watering if you are to bloom
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I always used to just read this as a really awesome love song, but LX's interpretation made me rethink that. That really makes sense, especially if you add in the "fading/failing green eyes" (I can never figure out which it is). Whichever way, these lyrics are great. I just wish I could buy Hum albums in shops in this country, rather than having to order them online.