Yet Lyrics
All my heads are tails
She's got teary eyes
I've got reasons why
I'm losing ground
And gaining speed
I've lost myself
Or most of me
I'm ready for the final precipice
No, you haven't lost me yet
I'll sing until my heart caves in
No, you haven't lost me (Yeah)
I dream with open eyes
Nightmares haunt my days
Visions blur my nights
I'm so confused
What's true or false
What's fact or fiction after all
I feel like I'm an apparition's pet
No you haven't lost me yet
I'll run until my heart caves in
No, you haven't lost me yet
Oo, oo
If it doesn't break
If it doesn't break
If it doesn't break your heart it isn't love
No, if it doesn't break your heart it's not enough
It's when you're breaking down with your insides coming out
It's when you find out what your heart is made of
No, you haven't lost me yet
I'll sing until my heart caves in
No, you haven't lost me yet
'Cause you haven't lost me yet
Jon Foreman- "I like old instruments, often better than newer versions. It's hard to describe, feels like old guitars bring a life and a story to the conversation. When you write songs on an old guitar the guitar tends to speak up for itself from time to time. "Yet" was written on an old National steel guitar that I bought at a pawnshop on tour. It was a finger-picking tune played with a slide and very unlike the version on the record. Tim and I both thought that the folk interpretation of the song didn't really rise to the potential of the melody or the lyric. We spent a day at my house trying to find the right instrument to carry the song. We tracked the acoustic and electric guitar that day. We stumbled on the bass intro later. We were singing the final version of the song down and I felt like the end bit wasn’t quite right. It needed a bit more to tell the story. So I wrote a new lyric to go over top of the chorus chord changes.
The song is about hope. Hope is always reaching towards the future, reaching for what has not yet come to pass. Once the hope is attained, it can no longer be called hope. Hope isn't the sort of thing you can pull out of your pocket and show off. Hope is a "holding on" of sorts, an expectant belief, a desire as of yet unfulfilled. I wrote this song from a really dark place, looking for some form of hope. And maybe searching for hope is a form of hope in itself. There's a moment of honesty when your mask drops, when you can no longer pretend to have it all together. When this pretense is gone you breathe in your first real breath. When you are no longer pretending to be something you're not, you're left with a truly honest assessment of the situation. Very little is left, "Faith, hope, and love remain. But the greatest of these is love."
This song was in "162 Candles," an episode of the Vampire Diaries. The album is still in preorder until the 10th...can't wait.
The song speaks about the darkest hours of our lives - a mix of 'teary eyes' & 'attempts failed' utterly ; these tough times render us so stranded and 'so confused'. Things come to a head where you can't keep it all together anymore and 'your breaking down with your insides coming out' you can yield to hopelessness or be hopeful and say that 'you haven't lost me yet'.
P.S. Big help the quote was...thnks cheeseninja
I was moved by this song... probably because im still experiencing such thing like this now. It's when the world tells you to let go, but it seems like you can't cause you can still see a spark of hope to hold on. It's totally weird.