Matt Shadows their lead singer says the song was written as per request from the developers of Call of Duty: Black Ops 4. Watching the initial trailers for the game & looking at production sketches reminded him of the 'S-Town' podcast & its main protagonist, John B. McLemore. Matt also comments specifically on the lyrics: "I decided that the lyrics would shadow McLemore's life." In 2012, antiquarian horologist John B. McLemore sent an email to the staff of the show 'This American Life' asking them to investigate an alleged murder in his hometown of Woodstock, Alabama, a place McLemore claimed to despise. After a year of exchanging emails & several months of conversation with McLemore, producer Brian Reed traveled to Woodstock to investigate. Reed investigated the crime & eventually found that no such murder took place, though he struck up a friendship with the depressed but colorful character of McLemore. He recorded conversations with McLemore & other people in Woodstock. McLemore killed himself by drinking potassium cyanide on June 22, 2015 while the podcast was still in production. In the narrative of the podcast, this occurs at the end of the second episode; subsequent episodes deal with the fallout from McLemore's death while exploring more of McLemore's life & character.
Some of them were dreamers
And some of them were fools
Who were making plans and thinking of the future
With the energy of the innocent
They were gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden ring
With their hearts they turned to each other's hearts for refuge
In the troubled years that came before the deluge
Some of them knew pleasure
And some of them knew pain
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered
And on the brave and crazy wings of youth
They went flying around in the rain
And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow
For the glitter and the rouge
And in a moment they were swept before the deluge
Let the music keep our spirits high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her from them
Only to be confused
By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour
And when the sand was gone and the time arrived
In the naked dawn only a few survived
And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge
Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
Let the music keep our spirits high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal it's secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
And some of them were fools
Who were making plans and thinking of the future
With the energy of the innocent
They were gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden ring
With their hearts they turned to each other's hearts for refuge
In the troubled years that came before the deluge
Some of them knew pleasure
And some of them knew pain
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered
And on the brave and crazy wings of youth
They went flying around in the rain
And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow
For the glitter and the rouge
And in a moment they were swept before the deluge
Let the music keep our spirits high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her from them
Only to be confused
By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour
And when the sand was gone and the time arrived
In the naked dawn only a few survived
And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge
Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
Let the music keep our spirits high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal it's secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
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Your comment was so very well stated. I agree completely. Like you I also believe that the interpretation of the lyric's to a song are/should be from one's personal perspective and I also believe this is the goal of most songwriters....personal interpretation, for which, there is no right or wrong.
While I believe I may be a few years younger than you (born in '60), I do recall the attitudes of that period of time. When I hear the lyrics, I get the same impression as you. The line "Confused by the magnitude of her fury in the final hour" speaks volumes. The destruction of the planet and our own demise, is at our own hand. But it's cause is not from a nuclear holocaust, but from thoughtless disregard and abuse of this place we call home. Man is so arrogant to believe because he walks upright, that he controls the planet and may do as he chooses, no matter the consequences.. He/she fail to remember that we share this planet with one of this worlds greatest treasures.....Animals. We are doing a grand job at destroying their natural habitats and we have effectively caused the extinction of more than a few species of animals by a variety of means including slaughter for profit. Even worse yet, consideration of what we leave for our children and our children's children, doesn't appear to be of high priority. I can't begin to imagine the condition of the place THEY will be calling home.
We start with the best of intentions, but fail in maintaining the integrity of our youthful, untarnished beliefs.
In the end, nature will certainly remind us who is in charge and it certainly isn't us. We will see her wrath. We are wise to realize it and act accordingly, while we have the chance to do so, on the outside chance that it isn't already to late to reverse that which we have already so thoughtlessly and carelessly done.
They would need to make their journey back to nature....
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered...
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her from them......
By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour
In the naked dawn only a few survived...........
So many great lines and it's clearly a warning that the direction the world and the people with power are taking will eventually lead to it's destruction unless we change our course to simpler times.
This is NOT to say that we should stop trying to make improvements afa emissions, methane, etc etc, (anybody caught “fiddling while Rome burns” should be immediately put into the stocks and rotten tomatoes thrown at their empty heads until people are tired of Throwing them), but I digress…
But as soon as Hillary conceded, the thought “The Earth is now absolutely doomed to drown” went thru my head…and I feel even more strongly about that now, sadly:
It’s OVER. We will suffer BADLY and die for “letting it go” until it was TOO LATE, which I truly believe it is. It’s OVER.