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.
In two more years, my sweetheart, we will see another view
Such longing for the past for such completion
What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey
I've become crueler in your presence
They say: 'Be brave, there's a right way and a wrong way'
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
You've cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear
Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon
To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms
To start anew all over more enlightened
I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
(dead weights and balloons)
(drag me to you)
(dead weights and balloons)
(drag me to you)
I've become crueler since I met you
(dead weights and balloons)
I've become rougher, this world is killing me
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
Such longing for the past for such completion
What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey
I've become crueler in your presence
They say: 'Be brave, there's a right way and a wrong way'
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
You've cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear
Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon
To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms
To start anew all over more enlightened
I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
(dead weights and balloons)
(drag me to you)
(dead weights and balloons)
(drag me to you)
I've become crueler since I met you
(dead weights and balloons)
I've become rougher, this world is killing me
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
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missing this bit: dead weights and balloons drag me to you dead weights and balloons to sleep in your arms i've become crueler since i met you ive become rougher, this world is killing me
we cover our lies with handshakes and smiles we try to remember our alibis we tell lies to our parents he hide in their rooms we bury our secrets in the garden of course we could never make this love last i said of course we could never make this love last the only love we know is love for ourselves we bury our secrets in the garden
2 more years, we bury secrets in gardens... think he could be in prision? buryed somebody, got done, got two years left to hold on.
@jambomdaman It's a mature reflection on the idea that we fuck up our own lives. I look at it as the missing finale to Silent Alarm. SA was a great album, but much of it comes off as whiney. This is a devasting gut punch to finish off that album. "The only love we know is love for ourselves." Yeah, we whined a lot about society, politics, relationships . . . at the end of the day it comes back to us. Individually, collectively. At its most basic level it is about relationships. But it resolves all the strands of Silent Alarm, which beautifully wove together a number of themes. It's amazingly brilliant.
@jambomdaman It's a mature reflection on the idea that we fuck up our own lives. I look at it as the missing finale to Silent Alarm. SA was a great album, but much of it comes off as whiney. This is a devasting gut punch to finish off that album. "The only love we know is love for ourselves." Yeah, we whined a lot about society, politics, relationships . . . at the end of the day it comes back to us. Individually, collectively. At its most basic level it is about relationships. But it resolves all the strands of Silent Alarm, which beautifully wove together a number of themes. It's amazingly brilliant.
@jambomdaman I've never heard this song with that last verse you added here (and only recently discovered it was added to later versions of Silent Alarm. Part of this verse is better than the rest of the lyrics which I think are kind of shit for Bloc Party, but it wouldn't have saved the song. I'm so glad it wasn't on my earlier version of the album. Strange that LucasCorso finds the rest of the album whiny and this one not. I think it's the opposite. This one comes off as whiny and insincere, while it was almost shocking to me how impressed I was with the rest of the songs at the time. I think he's just confusing Kele's sometimes punk delivery/way of singing with whininess.
@LucasCorso I don't see how the words could be a mature reflection on anything. The narrator sounds like Terence Stamp's character in the 1962 film The Collector, the "young Englishman who stalks a beautiful art student before abducting and holding her captive in the basement of his rural farmhouse." Sounds like he's telling the kidnapped girl to just be patient and he'll release her in two more years. Anyway, what the psychopath of course doesn't consider is that even if he does release her as promised she'll still be permanently traumatized from the experience.<br />