This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Should I treasure the red
Or treasure the light
The bitter juniper is still food
Pull down your pants by the shi'ites
Tire my tongue over your gums
oh honey bee
Buzz upon me
Slip me a note
Oh God, what a donkey
It smells like Fallujah
A hammock rod
This shirt clings like dander
This kiss scrapes like rust
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt
Tiny purring sounds rising like a pike
Stabbing my hand a sailor
This last night of ours' pathetic
Tiny, tiny paws turning into dust
Tiny shining eye, rolling like a die
Casting my fate to the gristmill
This last night of ours
Finally I'm surprised
oh, tuck away those acient jugs of yours
Reaquainted with the brush of a skinflake
Cooped up between a jerk and a hard place
You sight your eye off the tip of your gun
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt
Tiny purring sounds rising like a pike
Stabbing my hands like a savior
This last night of ours forever
Tiny, tiny paws tunring into dust
Tiny shining eye, rolling like a die
Casting my faith to the wayside
This last night of ours
Finally I'm surprised
Or treasure the light
The bitter juniper is still food
Pull down your pants by the shi'ites
Tire my tongue over your gums
oh honey bee
Buzz upon me
Slip me a note
Oh God, what a donkey
It smells like Fallujah
A hammock rod
This shirt clings like dander
This kiss scrapes like rust
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt
Tiny purring sounds rising like a pike
Stabbing my hand a sailor
This last night of ours' pathetic
Tiny, tiny paws turning into dust
Tiny shining eye, rolling like a die
Casting my fate to the gristmill
This last night of ours
Finally I'm surprised
oh, tuck away those acient jugs of yours
Reaquainted with the brush of a skinflake
Cooped up between a jerk and a hard place
You sight your eye off the tip of your gun
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt
Tiny purring sounds rising like a pike
Stabbing my hands like a savior
This last night of ours forever
Tiny, tiny paws tunring into dust
Tiny shining eye, rolling like a die
Casting my faith to the wayside
This last night of ours
Finally I'm surprised
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STOP ARGUING AND BUY THE DAMN ALBUM AND READ THE LYRICS IN THE LINER NOTES. jesus christ. if you guys are such big fans and love the music why dont you support it so they can continue to make it?
this melody is sick and stickis in my head...this song and suha both haunt me throughout the day
hauntingly beautiful. i get chills.
when i listen to this song it sounds like he's saying, "tuck away those ancient JUGS of yours, reaquainted with the brush of a skinflake."
like if a lonely older woman brushed up against somebody for the first time in years. how it would feel.
those lyrics wouldn't surprise me coming from jamie.
these lyrics are quite incorrect.
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"Quite incorrect"? Jeeze. The first verse was the only really embarrasing part. Besides that your precious xiu xiu trio actually had some things wrong, I mean "siren lights over your gums?" C'mon. I changed these lyrics to what I think that they had right over me. I'm still uncertain about some parts though.
Also, I like the that "ancient jugs" comment, but judging from every version I've heard, I'm pretty positive that it's "drugs". Bye.
Should i treasure the red or treasure the light the bitter juniper is still food pull down your pants by the shi'ites as I run my tounge over your gums
oh honey bee buzz upon me slip me a note oh God, what a donkey it smells like Fallujah a hammock rod this shirt clings like dander this kiss scrapes like rust
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt tiny purring sounds rising like a pike stabbing my hand a sailor this last night of ours pathetic tiny, tiny paw turning into dust tiny shining eye, rolling like a die casting my fate to the gristmill this last night of ours a frightening surprise
untuck away those ancient jugs of yours reaquainted with the brush of a skinflake cooped up between a jerk and a hard place you sight your eye off the tip of your gun
tiny, tiny paws covered in the dirt tiny purring sounds rising like a pike stabbing my hands like a savior this last night of ours forever tiny, tiny paws tunring into dust tiny shining eye rolling like a die casting my faith to the wayside this last night of ours a frightening surprise
I think you're right about the cat stuff, and 'jugs' does make a lot more sense now that I REALLY think about it and REALLY listen to it. Also I REALLY think that it was necessary for you to post all of the lyrics again. Also can you guys not hear the 'D' sound at the end of the chorus?
"Muppet Face," with its howl of wind-tunnel guitar, house beats and eerie harmonium, talks about "a cat dying and the negative understanding of how fucked up my sexual self is and how disgusted I have become with myself in regards to this."
ahhhhhhhhhh