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.
I can take a road
Takes a little longer
Walk before the house where we had our games
Suffering life, play, making, we discovered fire
People like you made me so much stronger
People like you made me question blame
Huddled in strength like birds on a sloping wire
Hearing your voice makes me so uneasy
Hearing your voice makes me question fame
Money is deaf to the sound of a lover's cry
The language of loss made me so much older
The language of loss made me lose my grip
The language of loss made me silent as a newborn child
'cause everything moves in a shifting cycle
The unison soars and the pressure dips
Making our way steadfast in the skyward mile
And baby I know I will see you someday
Building your house on the very street
You severed your mother's life from your father's land
Finish your home we can join them this way
We talked about peace and a little dream
Marriage and love and divorce we don't understand
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
And I dreamed you were there
All the vital signs were standing
When I dreamed you were with me
With the summer at my back
And I dreamed you were there
So complete and undemanding
We know the love that gives
Is what the living always lack
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
Takes a little longer
Walk before the house where we had our games
Suffering life, play, making, we discovered fire
People like you made me so much stronger
People like you made me question blame
Huddled in strength like birds on a sloping wire
Hearing your voice makes me so uneasy
Hearing your voice makes me question fame
Money is deaf to the sound of a lover's cry
The language of loss made me so much older
The language of loss made me lose my grip
The language of loss made me silent as a newborn child
'cause everything moves in a shifting cycle
The unison soars and the pressure dips
Making our way steadfast in the skyward mile
And baby I know I will see you someday
Building your house on the very street
You severed your mother's life from your father's land
Finish your home we can join them this way
We talked about peace and a little dream
Marriage and love and divorce we don't understand
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
And I dreamed you were there
All the vital signs were standing
When I dreamed you were with me
With the summer at my back
And I dreamed you were there
So complete and undemanding
We know the love that gives
Is what the living always lack
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
Lyrics submitted by thebaddoctor
Sway Lyrics as written by Joseph Cang Matteo Saggese
Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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