Jon Foreman: "The machine. the clock. our own hands. The dirty second hand of time is always ticking – bringing us and all that we have worked so hard to achieve closer to the grave and the second hand store. In my fight with depression, lust, pride, and boredom I have found that the biggest challenger is often within me. The very machinery that I loathe and have fought so hard to defeat stares back at me from the mirror. This mechanism is always ticking. And in my spiritual life I have found that this is a part of me that has to die everyday if I am to be truly alive."
I've also heard him say, before playing it during a concert, that it was somewhat about "how we all end up at the thrift store" at one time or another. haha.
The dirty second hands on a clock.
But I agree with the other deeper interpretations as well.
"You bleed but the blood runs pink"
We dilute ourselves and this person is not being the real person they can be.
Jon Foreman: "The machine. the clock. our own hands. The dirty second hand of time is always ticking – bringing us and all that we have worked so hard to achieve closer to the grave and the second hand store. In my fight with depression, lust, pride, and boredom I have found that the biggest challenger is often within me. The very machinery that I loathe and have fought so hard to defeat stares back at me from the mirror. This mechanism is always ticking. And in my spiritual life I have found that this is a part of me that has to die everyday if I am to be truly alive."
I've also heard him say, before playing it during a concert, that it was somewhat about "how we all end up at the thrift store" at one time or another. haha.
The dirty second hands on a clock.
But I agree with the other deeper interpretations as well.
"You bleed but the blood runs pink" We dilute ourselves and this person is not being the real person they can be.