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.
So this is how it ends
Toxic and deliberate
She's blood red at the neck
Boiling off fingerprints
This hospital love is making death seem elegant
"Just don't breathe and we'll stop time"
She said...
"I got this delicate lisp
That speaks in tongues and upper lips"
Your silhouettes my favorite...
I'm not letting go of it...
She's got a leash that grips my teeth
That cleans the air I breathe and,
It's wrapped around this city...
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
So she glides off the bed
With unflinching relevance
And completely motionless...
You're so heavy, You're so warm
Just a pillow I;ve used a thousand times before
Wrapped in velvet
And Filled with thorns
I've got this weakening grop around her arms
Around her hips
Your silhouette's my favorite
I'm not letting go of it...
I'm not letting go of it...
She's got a leash that grips my teeth
That cleans the air I breathe and,
It's wrapped around this city...
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
And I will chase it
Grab it
Stake it
And rub until she fakes it
We all boom faster
And oncoming disaster
And I will let this hurt
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely...
You look so lovely...
Toxic and deliberate
She's blood red at the neck
Boiling off fingerprints
This hospital love is making death seem elegant
"Just don't breathe and we'll stop time"
She said...
"I got this delicate lisp
That speaks in tongues and upper lips"
Your silhouettes my favorite...
I'm not letting go of it...
She's got a leash that grips my teeth
That cleans the air I breathe and,
It's wrapped around this city...
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
So she glides off the bed
With unflinching relevance
And completely motionless...
You're so heavy, You're so warm
Just a pillow I;ve used a thousand times before
Wrapped in velvet
And Filled with thorns
I've got this weakening grop around her arms
Around her hips
Your silhouette's my favorite
I'm not letting go of it...
I'm not letting go of it...
She's got a leash that grips my teeth
That cleans the air I breathe and,
It's wrapped around this city...
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
And I will chase it
Grab it
Stake it
And rub until she fakes it
We all boom faster
And oncoming disaster
And I will let this hurt
You look so lovely running through my fingers
Running through my fingers
Where everything's always felt right
You look so lovely...
You look so lovely...
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Nick Torres is a genius, check this out:
i've got this delicate lisp that speaks in tongues and upper-lips your silhouettes my favorite im not letting go of it... im not letting go of it...
ive got this weakening grip around her arm, around her hips her silhouettes my favorite im not letting go of it im not letting go of it