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"
and when they pulled you from the tracks
your body splayed and split
your chest flushed bright
as it was in life
when they pulled you from the tracks
mindful of your separate halves
your face relaxed
lying flat upon your back
body blushed beneath such crushing weight
stolen in your awkward stage
that you never would escape
the same stain that decorates your chest and face
with a scarlet mark of shame
when you'd stutter out of place
and when they pulled you from the tracks
your eyes gone milky white
strangely alive
strange, this would come at the same age
that your mother took his name
and labor pains would collapse her fragile frame
city lights (evolved and off the bay)
from the streets where you were raised
and taught your place
by the stifling younger days
when its all been washed away
with the color from your face
tracks traced in pain
(from a woman) waste away
your body splayed and split
your chest flushed bright
as it was in life
when they pulled you from the tracks
mindful of your separate halves
your face relaxed
lying flat upon your back
body blushed beneath such crushing weight
stolen in your awkward stage
that you never would escape
the same stain that decorates your chest and face
with a scarlet mark of shame
when you'd stutter out of place
and when they pulled you from the tracks
your eyes gone milky white
strangely alive
strange, this would come at the same age
that your mother took his name
and labor pains would collapse her fragile frame
city lights (evolved and off the bay)
from the streets where you were raised
and taught your place
by the stifling younger days
when its all been washed away
with the color from your face
tracks traced in pain
(from a woman) waste away
Lyrics submitted by sithie
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and labor pains would collapse her fragile frame (that one i'm pretty sure of)
(by those stifling younger days) is just a guess and english is not my native language - dunno if stifling can be used like this.
i would also like to know the last part.. bugs me that i can't hear what he's singing on a lot of the tracks!
love the song and the group though!
sounds like, "from a woman, waste away"
Replace all your "paints" with pains. Seriously, paints?
"YOUR body BLUSHED beneath such crushing weight" and "the same STAIN that decoractes your chest and face" and yes, paints:pains, etc.
So surreal. The stars are twinkling (you can hear them) and someone is lying dead on the railroad tracks.