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.
This is the summer of your appetite
Send it right send it right
This is the story of a second life
Where I say goodnight
I said goodnight
I cannot figure out what I want
But your name kept coming up
This is the moment of the golden hour
But the hour's past
So now it's flowers and your puffy eyes
Yeah you waited for a miracle
But you prayed that it would not come fast
Cause you wanted to stay pitiful
In hopes that your pain would last
I've got this feeling I could never change
But I don't want it
I've got this feeling I could never care
But I love you
And it's just right
This is the story of a second life
Where I say goodnight, I say goodnight
I cannot figure out what I want
Oh but your name keeps coming up and coming up and coming up
Your name keeps coming up
Yeah it's coming up
Coming up
This is the summer of your appetite
Send it right send it right
This is the story of a second life
Where I say goodnight
I said goodnight
I cannot figure out what I want
But your name kept coming up
This is the moment of the golden hour
But the hour's past
So now it's flowers and your puffy eyes
Yeah you waited for a miracle
But you prayed that it would not come fast
Cause you wanted to stay pitiful
In hopes that your pain would last
I've got this feeling I could never change
But I don't want it
I've got this feeling I could never care
But I love you
And it's just right
This is the story of a second life
Where I say goodnight, I say goodnight
I cannot figure out what I want
Oh but your name keeps coming up and coming up and coming up
Your name keeps coming up
Yeah it's coming up
Coming up
This is the summer of your appetite
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