Imagine your brain as a
Canister filled with ink
Yeah, now think of your body
As the pen where the ink resides
Fuse the two; KAPOW!
What are you now?
You're the human magic marker, won't you
Please surprise my eyes?
It's in your nature,
You can paint whatever picture
You like no matter what
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
So modify this third rock from the sun
By painting myriads of pictures
With the colors of one
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
Would, in the blink of an eye,
Manifest and become illustrated
You'd be sure man that every
Line drawn reflected a life that you loved
Not an existence that you hated
So, must we demonstrate that
We can't get it straight?
We've painted a picture,
Now we're drowning in paint
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
Before the picture we painted
Chews us up and spits us out
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Redefine
Canister filled with ink
Yeah, now think of your body
As the pen where the ink resides
Fuse the two; KAPOW!
What are you now?
You're the human magic marker, won't you
Please surprise my eyes?
It's in your nature,
You can paint whatever picture
You like no matter what
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
So modify this third rock from the sun
By painting myriads of pictures
With the colors of one
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
Would, in the blink of an eye,
Manifest and become illustrated
You'd be sure man that every
Line drawn reflected a life that you loved
Not an existence that you hated
So, must we demonstrate that
We can't get it straight?
We've painted a picture,
Now we're drowning in paint
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
Before the picture we painted
Chews us up and spits us out
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Redefine
Lyrics submitted by jarsofglitter, edited by Metalhead88, Nathan4564, ChubbyHuggs, metalmars
"Redefine" as written by Mark S. Jordan Incubus
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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I personally think this song is about Jesus' work in a person's life - which is my interpretation. I base it on that it fits into the picture I have of God - helpful, forgiving and loving. Another reason is that I discovered a cross at the end of the music video. I think it is too much resemblance to look away from it being the intention of the lyrics:
"FIRST SIGHT
Turns me round again
Brings me face to face with my sin
I've got it, always had it
A reason to look within now
TAKE FLIGHT
To your sun again
Burns the sin straight from my hands"
"And every time I hate myself
You love me, forgive me
And every time I lose myself
You find me, redefine me"
You may very well disagree with me, but don't disagree by saying that I'm wrong - disagree by saying that you think something else.
So this song might be about becoming a Christian, maybe about returning to life after meeting a special person. It might even be about both. So unless McCombs himself shows up here telling the intention he had with this song, we can't really know.
And even if he says what his intention was, music is still such a subjective subject that people may interpret lyrics as they wish without being told that it can't be understood that way. Although then without basing it on that the writer meant it to be read like that.
Peace and love
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