Waiting Room Lyrics
passing the time reading four month old magazines.
The pale walls given life by the florescent lights,
exposing stains in the carpeting.
a plastic plant strictly for tasteless decor.
No one makes a sound
but the sirens seeping through the space between the door and the floor.
The word's just collapse into
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
and it's easy on the ears
and it's nice to hear
but it doesn't mean a thing.
No it doesn't mean a thing.
like a small earthquake shattering the calm - it's my name.
The familiar scent of sterile instruments
filters out from inside the hallway.
Just one more thing to make this a little bit harder.
You'll wait for the turn out.
Until then a sense of doubt hangs in the air like grief in a funeral parlor.
The word's just collapse into
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
and it's easy on the ears
and it's nice to hear
but it doesn't mean a thing.
No it doesn't mean,
No it doesn't mean,
No it doesn't mean a thing.
Tell me I can go, just don't say you don't know,
because there's nothing I can't take like these areas of gray,
so tell me I'm okay.
This is such an amazing song, the lyrics are just so good.
i wonder whats wrong with her...
i think it's about abortion and she's have doubts and gray thoughts while waiting in the room.
In my opinion I think its about being diagnosed with cancer.
At the beginning she says "And sitting at my side this mockery of life: a plastic plant strictly for tasteless decor" and when you have cancer all the meds and chemo practically suck the life right out of you which is why she's calling the plant a "mockery of life" because when you are seriously sick everyone around you is hoping for you to live and not die.
"Well there's nothing left to say. The word's just collapse into colorful waves in the spectrum of sound. And it's easy on the ears. And it's nice to hear but it doesn't mean a thing. No it doesn't mean a thing." Because she might have cancer they can't say anything and when they do say something to comfort each other it doesn't mean anything because the situation is so bad.
"The silence breaks like a small earthquake shattering the calm - it's my name." No one was saying anything so when the silence was finally broken it sounds unfamiliar.
"Your chin falls towards your lap, you know you can't come back. Just one more thing to make this a little bit harder. You'll wait for the turn out. Until then a sense of doubt hangs in the air like grief in a funeral parlor." Meaning it could be either life or death for her.
"So tell me I'm okay with no areas of gray. Tell me I can go, just don't say you don't know, because there's nothing I can't take like these areas of gray, so tell me I'm okay." The areas of gray being the cancer and that if they tell her she does have cancer she can take it.
Everything about this is hauntingly beautiful. From the contradicting comparisons to the meaning of the actual song. In my opinions, this girl is diagnosed with cancer. She's at the hospital at the moment to find out either she's going to live with a benign/precancerous tumor, or face her fate with a malignant one, hence the ending. While she was there, she notice all these "life mockeries". From the 'four months old' magazines set out for patients to occupy their 'passing time', the 'florescent light' which resembles the sun, giving life to these 'pale walls', to the oblivious decor tree inside a hospital, where living and dying is a thin stake. The song struck me hardest at the end, when they couldn't tell what was wrong with her. Her, and the tumour, which is made of her, that is. Everyone was quiet, everything was still, except for her wandering mind, which goes on and on about her suffering, the unknowns, the unidentified, her fate.