"Alexithymia" as written by and Joseph Milligan (16580) Steven Arnold (16579)....
Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything you say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning
Bricks to this old house are breaking
Steel would have weathered but now forlorning
It's alarming how loud the silence screams
No warn, no warn, no warning
Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit
And conversate
Conversate to the sounds
To the sounds of a record player
With it's jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Are you where you thought you'd be
So beautiful and only twenty-three
Opposition rests in the hearts
With no, with no, with no opportunity
It's not that we don't talk
It's just no one really listens and honesty fades
Like a politician lost in the course
All smiles and no one remembers our names
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything I say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything you say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning
Bricks to this old house are breaking
Steel would have weathered but now forlorning
It's alarming how loud the silence screams
No warn, no warn, no warning
Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit
And conversate
Conversate to the sounds
To the sounds of a record player
With it's jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Are you where you thought you'd be
So beautiful and only twenty-three
Opposition rests in the hearts
With no, with no, with no opportunity
It's not that we don't talk
It's just no one really listens and honesty fades
Like a politician lost in the course
All smiles and no one remembers our names
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything I say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
The first verse begins with what seems like depression caused by a broken relationship: “don’t believe anything you say anymore.” Then it goes on to describe a broken home. “Bricks to this old house are breaking.” “It’s alarming how loud the silence screams” seems like it refers to desperate people that don’t talk anymore. I love the next part. “Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit and conversate, conversate to the sounds, to the sounds of a record player with its jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time.” Maybe, I’m overanalyzing this, but it seems so packed. Addictions could mean a lot here, from things like too much TV or video games to more serious things like alcoholism or drug abuse. Either way, he’s saying the family doesn’t sit around the dinner table and talk like they used to. This could be really cliché (“I wish things were like the good old days”) but he goes deeper. I think the repetition of words relates the jumping needle of the record player. What he seems to be saying is that even when the family dinner table was a staple in everyday life, conversations weren’t that deep; they were just repetitions, sounding like broken records (“How was work?” “Good” “How was school?” “Great”).
I think the beginning of the second verse is talking about goals and going back to how there’s more to life than them. “Are you where you thought you’d be?...no opportunity” It’s kind of asking now that you’ve had a chance to go after your dreams, do they satisfy you? The next part is pretty straightforward: “It’s not that we don’t talk, it’s just no one really listens and honesty fades.” “All smiles but no one remembers our names.” It’s about insincerity, eyes that look down instead of meeting others, because it’s easier to lie that way.
One last thought I had that I forgot to mention earlier is the line “Don’t try to wake me up even if the sun really does come out tomorrow.” This might be talking about how people throw simple clichés on others’ deeper problems, easy patch-up words that don’t really heal people like real love does.
And conversate*, conversate* to the sounds
slight correction.
Anyone got any ideas what the song is about though?