Halfway Home

put some of this in a bottle and save it for your grandkids!

fucking epic. what an amazing way to kick off an amazing album.

I may be way off here but has anyone considered that it might be about a suicide. Perhaps this Halfway Home is some sort of rehabilitation center that this girl is in.

"The lazy way they turned your head Into a rest stop for the dead And did it all in gold and blue and grey"

Maybe she was given anti-depressants or some other medication that took her personality. Think One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. The only way to control the patients is to keep them sedated and to take away their personalities and motives.

"The efforts to allay your dread, In spite of all you knew and said, Were hard to see and harder still to say"

She was trying to get better for whatever reasons but the problems were too much for her.

"A comfort plush all laced in lead Was sent to quell your sentiment And keep your trembling sentinel hand at bay"

Here's where I see that it could be a suicide. The "comfort plush all laced in lead" may be a gun (hence the lead part) and it would be comforting to her to take her life as she sees this is the only way out ("to quell your sentiment").

"And when a sudden silhouette Escaped the top-side of your bed I knew you'd never ever be the same"

This sounds a little corny, but the silhouette could be her soul that escapes her body. He says I knew you'd never be the same because she's dead.

What do you guys think? I'm not sure what to make of the chorus, but the first couple versus really seem to point to a suicide.

I like to break the phrasing to make it easier to read as a complete thought:

"The lazy way they turned your head Into a rest stop for the dead And did it all in gold and blue and grey" To me, this means whoever is being sung to has lost someone important and is seeing someone to help them grieve. And part of the grieving process is to remember parts of that person you've lost. So in your memories is "resting stop for the dead", in your mind is the only place the dead live on. But this process concentrated on the best, and the worst, and the true essence of the person was lost.

"The efforts to allay your dread, In spite of all you knew and said, Were hard to see and harder still to say" He/She couldn't see that lots of people were trying to help her, she was too focused on the pain.

Amazing lyrics.

Easily, the best song on Dear Science, can't say enough good things about the song. The handclaps?! The bum, bum bum's?! The Lyrics?! That chorus hook?!?!? Come on, music simply does not get better than what they have accomplished here.

great song, definetly my favorite on Dear Science.

this song is too good. it's so eerie. when i first listened to this cd i couldn't get past this song, i just kept listening to it over and over. great song, great cd.

Amazing. I thought this was a website to talk about what songs mean, hence the title of the site. Six posts prior to mine, not one with any talk of lyrical meaning.

That said, here's what I think. It seems to be regarding a relationship where things aren't great. Maybe some cheating was involved. One party is into it but something happened and that person is questioning what the other thinks about the other's commitment.

Just like there is always five+ people who like to talk about how much they like the song, there always has to be at least one asshole who has to rain on everyone's parade in a totally unecessary, smartass way. Fortunately, the lyrics meister pandah462 was kind enough to fill the role of the asshole on this song. Thanks pandah! The much needed breath of halitosis and poorly executed douchebaggery has been established. He also filled the role of the person(s) who assume that every song in the existence of humanity is about a relationship between a singer and his girlfriend.

On to the song meaning. Tunde said in concert that this song was about anyone who lost someone who they could never see again. Now I realize that there are a lot of indications that this might be about a woman, I do not necessarily think it's about anyone who's alive. I don't know about you, pandah, but I don't think a lot of people have any questions about whether or not they still have a relationship with someone who is dead. Haha just kiddin' pandah. Thanks for being you, you crazy, crazy thang.

P.S. How did you learn to type? A panda on a computer? That's off the fucking chain. I bet you're all cute and cuddly, and endangered.

Fuckass.