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.
It's a better way to feel
Don't be real, be postmodern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
It's a better way to feel
When you're not real, you're postmodern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
I stopped and waited for progress
I stopped and waited for progress
I stopped and waited
But I'm not willing to accept it all
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction
It's the best way to feel
Don't be real, be post modern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
It's a better way to feel
When you're not real, you're post modern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
You can't keep waiting for progress
You can't keep waiting for progress
You can't keep waiting
And I'm not willing to accept it all
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction
I bet you don't know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don't know how to sell conviction
I bet you don't know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don't know how to sell conviction
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction.
Don't be real, be postmodern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
It's a better way to feel
When you're not real, you're postmodern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
I stopped and waited for progress
I stopped and waited for progress
I stopped and waited
But I'm not willing to accept it all
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction
It's the best way to feel
Don't be real, be post modern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
It's a better way to feel
When you're not real, you're post modern (It's not that one dimensional, it's not the only thought)
You can't keep waiting for progress
You can't keep waiting for progress
You can't keep waiting
And I'm not willing to accept it all
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction
I bet you don't know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don't know how to sell conviction
I bet you don't know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don't know how to sell conviction
This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction.
Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death
These Wooden Ideas Lyrics as written by Colin Newton Bob Fairfoull
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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This wooden idea is how you sell reduction.
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