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.
Ya mon, another day another time, set another fire
Blessed and behold when I and I come to take control and 'cause
Come on BT, drop
Let me come
All the time! BT, guarantee each and every time
Now the old folks used to say: Nothing comes before the time
But silence is golden
Burning a million torches, all that bare your name
So in the darkness they bring you great light
Sonorous of black holes, you steal their flame
So I'm learning protection
For my self contained light
In a plethora of burning suns
In the blackest of pure twilight
And although I wish to give endlessly
I will not relinquish my sight
Let us linger in our luster together
Together in this Parisian garden of light
So in this perfect of hours, and in our silent of space
Pray the world grows perfectly still
Surrender to our silence, yeah
Let me come
Be still in your silence
Be silent and hopeful
Again
I'd like for you
To be still in our silence
Be golden in darkness
Again
Let me come
Blessed and behold when I and I come to take control and 'cause
Come on BT, drop
Let me come
All the time! BT, guarantee each and every time
Now the old folks used to say: Nothing comes before the time
But silence is golden
Burning a million torches, all that bare your name
So in the darkness they bring you great light
Sonorous of black holes, you steal their flame
So I'm learning protection
For my self contained light
In a plethora of burning suns
In the blackest of pure twilight
And although I wish to give endlessly
I will not relinquish my sight
Let us linger in our luster together
Together in this Parisian garden of light
So in this perfect of hours, and in our silent of space
Pray the world grows perfectly still
Surrender to our silence, yeah
Let me come
Be still in your silence
Be silent and hopeful
Again
I'd like for you
To be still in our silence
Be golden in darkness
Again
Let me come
Lyrics submitted by thewhitepony33
PARIS Lyrics as written by Huw Webb Bradley Baker
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave
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