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"
Where are the ones who carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a cowards frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.
Where are thh deaf and where are the dumb from the side of the tracks where no reason comes from and the tables never bare. The water runs and momma's always there so separates the world from the with such words and such words would cause a shot heard round the world. A justice that never hurt at all.
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lies.
The passion speaks loud for itself falls on broken ears and off the value shelf into the dirt left to the wind. Coming up strong ready to begin to obliterate the word from the start with such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that will set a blaze and leave the embers red until the end of days.
Where are the ones who carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a cowards frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.
Where are thh deaf and where are the dumb from the side of the tracks where no reason comes from and the tables never bare. The water runs and momma's always there so separates the world from the with such words and such words would cause a shot heard round the world. A justice that never hurt at all.
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lies.
The passion speaks loud for itself falls on broken ears and off the value shelf into the dirt left to the wind. Coming up strong ready to begin to obliterate the word from the start with such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that will set a blaze and leave the embers red until the end of days.
Where are the ones who carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a cowards frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.
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First off, thanks for putting this song on here.
This song is mainly about the corruption all of the badness in the world. The first part is about wars in far away lands, like Iraq. The suns are blackened with smoke from wars that are declared with little reason.
"The rotten core" is hell. Anyone involved in mindlessly following so called "good' administrations' intentions will go there.
Passion, and love are things that are barely existant. It falls on broken ears, it's left on the value shelf. No one needs it when the administrations tell us what to think. Love is dirt left to the wind. Still, it survives in these places. Someday, it will save us again. When there will be peace.
It's a sad yet hopeful song. About if we recognize we're all human on this world, Chuck probably wouldn't have written this song. That's just a rough translation, there are more metaphors that can be figured out using what I've said.
Again thanks for transcribing this (all I have is a rough recording from a show).
From the booklet from Feast Or Famine:
Where are the ones that carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns? From the smoke and narrow minds, the half-truth trails and the holy lies, of an empty heart, an overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a coward's frown. Repercussions come around when the named free burns to the ground somehow. Where are the deaf and where are the dumb, from the side of the tracks where no reason comes from? And the table's never bare, the water runs and mama's always there. So who separates the world from the start? Where such words would come and such thoughts would cause a shot heard round the world, or just as sad, never heard at all. So down, down, down, like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites, what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies, carried out and covered up with time. Carried out and turned around to shine, or high on a pedestal of broken lives. Compassion speaks loud for itself, falls on broken ears and off the value shelf, into the dirt left to the wind, coming up strong ready to begin. To obliterate the world from the start, where such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that'll set a blaze, and leave the embers red until the end of days. So down, down, down, like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites, what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies, carried out and covered up with time. Carried out and turned around to shien, or high on a pedestal of broken lives. Where are the ones that carry their guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns? From the smoke and narrow minds, the half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and an overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a coward's frown. Repercussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.
He should have included a verse about the large (and increasing) number of modern songs that are poorly written, just to include some irony in the song
The lyrics in this post are inaccurate. I stopped after the fourth word in the first set, and six words, before an error in the second. I'm not a hater, I just hate bad info out there. I actually try to be a problem solver. I have the sleeve. I will post a pic, if someone tells me how/if i can. Sorry, but it's taken me forever just to type this.
Chuck Ragan For President-