So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air, air
Black rocks and the shoreline surf
Still dead summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
But I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So God damn this boiling space
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust, it's future dust
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air, air
Black rocks and the shoreline surf
Still dead summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
But I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So God damn this boiling space
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust, it's future dust
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Lyrics submitted by larsi, edited by bastillophobic
Spanish Sahara Lyrics as written by Jack William Bevan Edwin Thomas Congreave
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Iricom US Ltd, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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It has no real relevance to the real Spanish Sahara, where none of the band members have actually been to. It's more of an imaginary place that's something that's quite nightmarish and ravaged. It's like a film cell of some desolate landscape. The whole song in a way is like getting over a trauma that you see there. But the trauma doesn't go away and it multiplies from one into a bunch of furies at the end which is to do with the Greek myth of the Furies (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/…) which would haunt families and generations.
1. "god damn this boiling space" may refer to the increasing entropy of the universe, and the fact that at some point in the future energy will be dissipated and completely disordered. Boiling is a form of physical change in which molecules become more random and less structured, which is a form of entropy.
2. If HauntedHarmony is right below, perhaps the sight of a dead dog triggered these reflections on death, meaning, chaos, nothingness, etc. This also may help explain what is going on when he describes finding something in the sand and wiping it clean with dirty hands (all of this quite literal).
3. The Spanish Sahara may refer to the place where he saw the dog, or it could be a metaphor for the ambiguous status of life/universe. According to Wikipedia, "Its sovereignty remains under dispute... The United Nations considers the former Spanish Sahara a non-decolonized territory, with Spain as the formal administrative power." Similarly, at one time the universe was thought to be governed by God, but now it is not clear if anything is governing it.
4. Wanting to leave the horror in the Spanish Sahara may be a metaphor for wanting to believe that the universe does have an ultimate meaning/purpose insofar as it is governed by God. When the sovereignty of God in the universe is no longer under dispute, the horror of nothingness goes away.
I'm not sure if I buy the "I am" references as referring to God. I'm also not sure what any of the "fury" references might mean.
“Life is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
a nice start to an highly anticipated album
i really love the line "it's future rust and it's future dust"
meaning that something dreaded "the horror" can create a corroding effect on a person/couple/personality, and to cause a person to become laissez-faire
BY THE WAY
it's actually "the spanish sahara the place that you'd wanna lose the horror"
instead of "let's banish the horror"
It's "Choir of furies..."
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This song is about suicide. He is the person lying on the beach. He picks himself out of the sea. The singer and the person walking through the Spanish Sahara is the ghost at the back of his own head, "the fury" delivering him from the "horror here". Furies are "the embodiment of the act of self-cursing" - see wiki. He is talking to himself from the dead. Absolutely haunting, absolutely brilliant.
"Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head - mind illness, bad thoughts, anxiety
I'm the fury in your bed - insomnia, bad thoughts
I'm the ghost in the back of your head - something that never goes away"
Forget the Horror!
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