Tomorrow is gonna make you cry
It's gonna to make you kneel
Before it breaks you from inside
Still pressing on
Arm over arm
Still trying to get both feet back onto the ground
They are harvesting these fields in autumn.
We're different now than when we started
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
There on the pavement
Underneath the yellow moon
I think of you
And just how easily we bruise
The folded address in my pocket I have stuffed
Trying to believe for you
That the bottom didn't drop
I am on the platform
Covered with dust
I pray they take the both of us
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
I am ready to come down
To see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere someday
I am lighting matches
For the rescue
Some are candles
Some are fuses
Acting on my best behavior
Switching over every breaker
As we're clawing through
These laws of nature
Disregarding every acre
I'm lying in my Sunday best
Assuming this was not a test
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
I am ready to come down
To see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere someday
Somewhere, someday
Beautiful side of somewhere
It's gonna to make you kneel
Before it breaks you from inside
Still pressing on
Arm over arm
Still trying to get both feet back onto the ground
They are harvesting these fields in autumn.
We're different now than when we started
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
There on the pavement
Underneath the yellow moon
I think of you
And just how easily we bruise
The folded address in my pocket I have stuffed
Trying to believe for you
That the bottom didn't drop
I am on the platform
Covered with dust
I pray they take the both of us
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
I am ready to come down
To see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere someday
I am lighting matches
For the rescue
Some are candles
Some are fuses
Acting on my best behavior
Switching over every breaker
As we're clawing through
These laws of nature
Disregarding every acre
I'm lying in my Sunday best
Assuming this was not a test
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere baby
I am ready to come down
To see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere someday
Somewhere, someday
Beautiful side of somewhere
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"I am lighting matches for the rescue
Some are candles, some are fuses"
The dichotomy. The realization that, even with the best of intentions, things can blow up in your face. Or, sometimes thing need to be destroyed to move forward. Hopeful, fatalistic and cynical all at the same time.
yeah. I canno't wait until the new album comes out.
I've loved the Wallflowers since I was in 6th grade... and now I'm ending my junior year in college. :-)
There are a few lines that seem to imply that the narrator is dead:
"Trying to believe for you
That the body didn't drop
I am on a platform
Covered with dust
I pray they take the both of us"
And
"I'm lying in my Sunday best
Assuming this was not a test"
In this context, "The Beautiful Side of Somewhere" is the afterlife. And the first few lines are refering to the grief that the person being sung to will feel when they lean of the singer's death.
Just my best guess.
Tomorrow is gonna make you cry
It's gonna make you kneel
Before it breaks you from inside
Still pressing on
Arm over arm
Still trying to get both feet back on to the ground
They are harvesting these fields in autumn
We're different now than we started
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere
There on the pavement underneath the yellow moon
I think of you and just how easily we bruise
A folded address in my pocket I have stopped
Trying to believe for you that the bottom didn’t drop
I am on the platform, covered with dust
I pray they take the both of us
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere
I am ready to come down
And see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere, someday
I am lighting matches for the rescue
Some are candles, some are fuses
Acting on my best behavior
Switching over every breaker
As we're plowing through these laws of nature
Disregarding every acre
I'm lying in my Sunday best
Assuming this was not a test
I am ready to wake up
There in the exodus
On the beautiful side of somewhere
I am ready to come down
And see us both somehow
On the beautiful side of somewhere, someday
I'm ready to wake up
On the beautiful side of somewhere, someday
I think the song is about strife through struggle and its reward, perhaps a heaven. I don't think the subject feels grief, I think he is usng sheer hope and faith to plow through life and looks forward to death as ending the pain...
I am lighting matches for the rescue
Some are candles, some are fuses
Acting on my best behavior
Switching over every breaker