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I Am Disappeared Lyrics
I keep having dreams
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten
I keep having dreams
Amy worked in a bar in Exeter
I went back to her house and I slept beside her
She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
Breaking through a life over-rehearsed
She can't remember which came first
The house, the home, or the terrible thirst
She keeps having dreams
And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
She's got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bedstand
So she can always run
She can get up, shower, and in half an hour she'll be gone
I keep having dreams of things I need to do
And waking up but not following through
But it feels like I haven't slept at all
When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
Posters of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a sailor's escape
She says you just can't live this way
And I close my eyes and I never say
I'm still having dreams
And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
I sleep with my passport
One eye on the back door
So I can always run
I can get up, shower, and in half an hour I'll be gone
And come morning
I am disappeared
Just an imprint on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's driving
So I climb in
We don't say a word
As we pull off into the sunrise
And these rivers of tarmac are like arteries across the country
We are blood cells alive in the bloodstream
The beating heart of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
The sleeping soul of the country
The sleeping soul of the country
The sleeping soul of the country
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten
I keep having dreams
I went back to her house and I slept beside her
She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
Breaking through a life over-rehearsed
She can't remember which came first
The house, the home, or the terrible thirst
She keeps having dreams
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
She's got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bedstand
So she can always run
She can get up, shower, and in half an hour she'll be gone
And waking up but not following through
But it feels like I haven't slept at all
When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
Posters of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a sailor's escape
She says you just can't live this way
And I close my eyes and I never say
I'm still having dreams
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
I sleep with my passport
One eye on the back door
So I can always run
I can get up, shower, and in half an hour I'll be gone
I am disappeared
Just an imprint on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's driving
So I climb in
We don't say a word
As we pull off into the sunrise
And these rivers of tarmac are like arteries across the country
We are blood cells alive in the bloodstream
The beating heart of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
The sleeping soul of the country
The sleeping soul of the country
The sleeping soul of the country
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The last verse is reminiscent of Brand New's "Bought A Bride", from their new album. "Cars are little blood cells We are oxygen City is the airway Suburbs appendages"
Frank told me last night he wrote this song about a dream he had, about driving around Detroit with Bob Dylan... Pretty self-explaining.
Thats cool if you know Frank but i think he wasnt telling you EVERYTHING about this wonderful piece of work...It says so much more...it talks about living with regrets and how they can haunt you as you get older...He tells us we need to do everything we can when we are young or we will be sorry later..it also touches on a theme that is brought up elsewhere in this album : think for yourself, you dont have to swallow what the corporate world is selling you...thats just my opinion of course
True, there is a lot more to the song, but I'm not really sure about it being about not swallowing 'what the corporate world is selling you'. It's mostly about feeling trapped. He speaks of his friend (Amy, whether or not that's her real name), who isn't where she wants to be in life, and takes comfort in the thought that there's always an opportunity to escape.
True, there is a lot more to the song, but I'm not really sure about it being about not swallowing 'what the corporate world is selling you'. It's mostly about feeling trapped. He speaks of his friend (Amy, whether or not that's her real name), who isn't where she wants to be in life, and takes comfort in the thought that there's always an opportunity to escape.
And then there's the recurring theme of getting as much out of life as you can. 'I keep having dreams of things I need to do, of waking up but not following through'...
And then there's the recurring theme of getting as much out of life as you can. 'I keep having dreams of things I need to do, of waking up but not following through' It's the fear of not living up to being what you could be, not trying hard enough - I think.
And then there's so much more. Powerful song.
Agree with the Brand New comment. Not saying the two are connected in anyway, just every time I hear that last part I think about "Bought a Bride".
But either was this song is fantastic. The people above me pretty much nailed the meaning; life, regrets etc. Really great song.
I got the shivers when first heard this song...and the new album. holy shit.
Bought this album largely blind... I heard the 30 second sample of this song and said "Nope, I'm gonna buy this record after all." I'm very glad I did.
It feels like this song is about being in a relationship that is failing because of lack of ambition on both sides. The imagery is not incidental, I think. For example, Amy's dreams of Patty Hearst imply that she wants to leave, but feels a loyalty to him akin to Stockholm's Syndrome, while his dreams of Bob Dylan seem to be him desperately wanting to be a success in music, but he plays his songs to a room that reacts in the same way her depressed soul reacts to him when he gets home--a silence, a facing anything but him (the wall in this case). I have been on both ends of this interaction, and I can say that when the one who loves you and has very good reasons to leave you for not having any reality in your head, all you can say is "I'm still having dreams." He resents her for not wanting anything better, and she resents him for the same, but it's simply that she wants something more concrete and he wants pie in the sky. Neither is better or worse than the other, really, but it's awful when you can't head in the same direction as the one you have given your heart to.
There's a lot going on this song, as there is in almost every one of his songs, but it seems like this is the one he gets to the root of why he released this particular collection--that hunger, that drive, that love for the country he calls home and the busy way of life they embrace, are all ever present throughout. It's so beautiful and a little sad.