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.
The water ain't safe, the land's made of water
I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to corner
I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer
But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster
And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to force the
brutal truth
Of daily market place wars through the roof
I mean I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the yawning
And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling
But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times over
Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters
And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea
I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally
Take a number, the apple seeds rained upon each slumber
A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter
My every when acted upon has gone loopy
But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end
or new sink
I split the radius at go getter bellies, reconnaissance
Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze
Run from the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical
tease
Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop
There's a wing in my gut and i'm all dust
Surfing the earth and I dine-rise certainly flushed
Now one in the hands work to and top the toilet seater
But what lies inside my heart is off the mother fucking meter
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truley better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of ever peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morining
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more..
And i've always been a 40 night chronologic hostage
Rusted hook in the lip of the monarch
Wingless Anime
I don't play in the man race cycle
Hope floater
Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight
and
potent quotas
I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways
Blazing passage with a map tattooed on the back of the classless
Now tip toe across a lost cause
Because a lost cause found
Don't mean you found a cause
That means you found a lost cause
Ok now ive been here for role playing
Slaying my here and now
To benefit consumption for my peers stiring the plow
And its incredible
Handy jackets turn numerals to sentinels
But bad apples ain't sweet and cretins ain't that memorable
I'm Mozart with a focus on the tide
Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and wine
I wear a tiger stripped ego and bilbo act my progression
With a kingliness formulated through the flesh of the oppressors
God had a flask I can prove it
You really think the 13 loops that loose daughter
spawned me a sober unit, check potion
Addressed the ghost inside my TV with a ruler
At hear to the back bone stone pusher
Here ten thousand hackers deep in a movment
Thats 20,000 crucial ruby heels clicking in unisan
It's beautiful, truly beautiful
I keep a stick inside my hand
and carve my name inside every wall of the falling hologram
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truley better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of ever peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morining
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more...
I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to corner
I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer
But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster
And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to force the
brutal truth
Of daily market place wars through the roof
I mean I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the yawning
And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling
But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times over
Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters
And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea
I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally
Take a number, the apple seeds rained upon each slumber
A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter
My every when acted upon has gone loopy
But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end
or new sink
I split the radius at go getter bellies, reconnaissance
Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze
Run from the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical
tease
Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop
There's a wing in my gut and i'm all dust
Surfing the earth and I dine-rise certainly flushed
Now one in the hands work to and top the toilet seater
But what lies inside my heart is off the mother fucking meter
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truley better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of ever peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morining
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more..
And i've always been a 40 night chronologic hostage
Rusted hook in the lip of the monarch
Wingless Anime
I don't play in the man race cycle
Hope floater
Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight
and
potent quotas
I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways
Blazing passage with a map tattooed on the back of the classless
Now tip toe across a lost cause
Because a lost cause found
Don't mean you found a cause
That means you found a lost cause
Ok now ive been here for role playing
Slaying my here and now
To benefit consumption for my peers stiring the plow
And its incredible
Handy jackets turn numerals to sentinels
But bad apples ain't sweet and cretins ain't that memorable
I'm Mozart with a focus on the tide
Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and wine
I wear a tiger stripped ego and bilbo act my progression
With a kingliness formulated through the flesh of the oppressors
God had a flask I can prove it
You really think the 13 loops that loose daughter
spawned me a sober unit, check potion
Addressed the ghost inside my TV with a ruler
At hear to the back bone stone pusher
Here ten thousand hackers deep in a movment
Thats 20,000 crucial ruby heels clicking in unisan
It's beautiful, truly beautiful
I keep a stick inside my hand
and carve my name inside every wall of the falling hologram
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truley better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of ever peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morining
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more...
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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This is one of my favorite lines by Aesop, ever:
"And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally"
I think in his head he's saying he'll be the ring-bearer at the wedding because he'll be so excited that science and art are finally on the same page which is what humanity needs (to integrate and work together) that he'll have first row seating to the wedding.
But I prefer my own image and philosophy that this lyric conjures up in my head. Which is, by the time science and art become one he'll have already gotten married and moved on with his life. It didn't matter to him if it never happened, but of course there's always that side of you that wants to see humanity rise to a higher level. So I envision myself waking up in the morning on my pillow next to my wife. She tells me that science and art are finally married. "Finally" I say. But I say it in a chill way, I'm happy, but I didn't let the outcome of it all run my life. Like I said it didn't matter either way I as a person am not going to sit around waiting for something that might not ever happen. I'm going to get married (doesn't have to be marriage whatever you think life is all about) and live my life and not be dependent on 'what if's'...Does that make sense to anyone? Cause I fucking love that line.
I cant belive more people havent Written about this song. One of my Favorite Ace songs, awesome beat... Dude, The water aint Safe!!
"It's beautiful, truly beautiful"
genuine flawless 'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morining with a smile'
Sketch use your brain and your knowledge of literature. Just look at the very first part of the song.
"The water ain't safe, the land's made of water I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to corner I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster"
is essentially saying
"The essence of life is no longer safe, the place you live in is built of this unsafe substance, my mind is pessimistic and we're addicted to things that hurt us."
What album is this on?
NeoNataku, you opened my perspective of this song. well done.
this song is amazing. I never understood this line though...
"God had a flask I can prove it You really think the 13 loops that loose daughter spawned me a sober unit"
any ideas?
Im guessing the flask is saying that God drinks alcohol cause what else would you carry in a flask? and sometimes alcoholics carry flasks...therefore showing he has a vice. i doubt this is correct but i'd like to see anyone get closer
The album this is off is called Euphony.
Its like a compilation album or something
just search aesop rock euphonny and ull find it
taking a stab at these lines:
My every whim acted upon's gone loopy But I play a game called let's prepare barnacle city for the end-all noosings I split the radius at go-getter bellies, reconnaissance Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist; Freeze! Run for the fountain but the fountain's a desert optical tease Tummy full of sand. Running man? Impossible. Stop! There's a wing in my gut and I'm all dust Surfing the earth and itineris' certainly flushed Now one in the hand's worth two atop the toilet seater But what lies inside my heart is off the motherfucking meter
itineris->itinerant:wandering, roving, nomadic, vagrant, migratory
Just gotta jump in for one line -<br /> <br /> "Now one in the hands work to and top the toilet seater<br /> But what lies inside my heart is off the mother fucking meter."<br /> <br /> So, I think that's entirely wrong. I've got - <br /> <br /> "Now one in the hand is worth two atop the tallest cedar<br /> But what lies inside (beside?) my heart is off the mother fucking meter."<br /> <br /> It's the cliche "One in the hand is worth two in the bush," and in this context he's taking that cliche and doing it one better, saying that the intention is the most important part.