In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
The night is like a blanket that's suffocating the fire/
With a bow to the string and a note from the choir...I believe/
And that's about as far as it goes when you've been riding on the wings of a bloody murder of crows/
Hold it all out/
Throw it into the wind/
Let t lay down the line where the drama begins/
Because if everything is covered and teetering on a whim/
You can harmonize the sound of its insecurity hymn/
When it's played/
Stripped down and shaved/
Shipped off to battle in the shadow of the day/
And if anything is salvaged from the battered up remains/
You can sew it to your jacket to compensate for the pain/
When it hits/
When it speaks/
Lick the blood right off of its teeth/
You'll grip those sheets in attempts to hide/
And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive/
So hide!/
And sleep with the lights on/
You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/
So cover up your face/
And fight away that taste/
That made you want to run and hide/
Hide hide hide hide/
Sleep with the lights on/
You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/
Swallow that lump inside of your throat/
Open up the closet and push aside all the clothes... you believe/
And never needed more to be said/
To leave you scared of that little gap between the floor and your bed/
So you jump/
Leaping over all of your options/
And retreat right back to the bed we called a coffin/
To sleep/
Never actually getting a wink/
Due to all the little devils that dance around in your dreams/
And attack you/
Pull you under the bed with their hands/
And take away the chance of you ever making a stand/
And if anything actually ever went as you planned it/
You could retrace the steps that you ran/
But only if it hits/
If it speaks/
You could fight it to the death in the streets/
You'll grip those sheets in attempt to hide/
And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive so/
Hide/
You'll stay awake/
So hide/
We all know that you will stay awake/
So hide!/
And sleep with the lights on/
You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/
So cover up your face/
And fight away that taste/
That made you want to run and hide/
Hide hide hide hide/
Sleep with the lights on/
You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/
With a bow to the string and a note from the choir...I believe/
And that's about as far as it goes when you've been riding on the wings of a bloody murder of crows/
Hold it all out/
Throw it into the wind/
Let t lay down the line where the drama begins/
Because if everything is covered and teetering on a whim/
You can harmonize the sound of its insecurity hymn/
When it's played/
Stripped down and shaved/
Shipped off to battle in the shadow of the day/
And if anything is salvaged from the battered up remains/
You can sew it to your jacket to compensate for the pain/
When it hits/
When it speaks/
Lick the blood right off of its teeth/
You'll grip those sheets in attempts to hide/
And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive/
So hide!/
And sleep with the lights on/
You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/
So cover up your face/
And fight away that taste/
That made you want to run and hide/
Hide hide hide hide/
Sleep with the lights on/
You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/
Swallow that lump inside of your throat/
Open up the closet and push aside all the clothes... you believe/
And never needed more to be said/
To leave you scared of that little gap between the floor and your bed/
So you jump/
Leaping over all of your options/
And retreat right back to the bed we called a coffin/
To sleep/
Never actually getting a wink/
Due to all the little devils that dance around in your dreams/
And attack you/
Pull you under the bed with their hands/
And take away the chance of you ever making a stand/
And if anything actually ever went as you planned it/
You could retrace the steps that you ran/
But only if it hits/
If it speaks/
You could fight it to the death in the streets/
You'll grip those sheets in attempt to hide/
And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive so/
Hide/
You'll stay awake/
So hide/
We all know that you will stay awake/
So hide!/
And sleep with the lights on/
You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/
So cover up your face/
And fight away that taste/
That made you want to run and hide/
Hide hide hide hide/
Sleep with the lights on/
You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/
Lyrics submitted by Mainsteve66
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