Clay Pigeons Lyrics

Lyric discussion by surferbeto 

Cover art for Clay Pigeons lyrics by Blaze Foley

This is a song about personal redemption, emotional housekeeping, picking yourself up from a fall and starting over again. The singer's life has hit a rough patch- just what is not explained- maybe a good relationship gone bad and ending in heartbreak. Maybe some alcohol abuse as self medication. Maybe losing a job or getting beaten up and knowing he deserved it for something he did. Probably the first, with some other collateral damage attached.

Sitting next to a mom with kids is going to be an act of service and surrender. Most people wouldn't want to sit next to them, but the single mom could definitely use the kindness of a friendly well intentioned stranger to make it through a long bus ride with her kids. And he's feeding his humanity by choosing to do that. He's not planning to hit on her- he's planning to sing songs and help them pass the time on a long ride.

He describes a whole series of basic, functional, attainable short term goals that will help him process his hurt, pull himself together, fake it 'til he makes it, and begin another chapter of his life. It's a wistful but fundamentally healthy and positive song. And it's a humanist approach- he's not praying, or asking for help from angels, or invoking fate or destiny, or channeling new agey energy, or talking about any supernatural influence- he's cultivating the good in people, beginning with himself, looking to familiar comfortable things like southern hospitality, and building himself a new foundation one brick at a time.

The reference to feeding pigeons some clay seems deliberately obscure. I thought immediately of target practice with clay pigeons- discs meant to be shot at once, broken into bits, and discarded. Maybe how he feels right now. Maybe more hopeful than that because he's really talking about living birds that can fly away from trouble. Changing night into day sounds more hopeful- like emotional healing from a dark night of the soul. Also connects to the idea of staying up through nights and days on a long bus ride. All in all a beautiful song.

Your thoughts on the song are almost as beautiful as the song itself.

I just came across this song and it touched me deeply. Your description is amazing...but I thing the pigeons are his brain cells and the buck shot is the booze. Regardless I love it so much I'm thinking of taking guitar lessons just to learn this song. All the best.

"Feed the pigeons some clay" could be a metaphor for feeling useful and needed. He feeds the birds, but he doesn't have seed, just clay that he's rolled into a pellet. He wins the affection of the birds, despite offering them nothing, because he has nothing. He's 'faking it till he makes it'.