I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Bear paws and rascal power
Watching us in your garage
Big girl you ate the neighbor
The nova is over
Wake up and play
Balleradio
Make room for Clara's bare feet
The love of a Martian
Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
This clock is opening another door
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
Look at what I lost today
And these are the things that I
Blood flowers in the kitchen
Signing off and winding down
This Martian ends her mission
The nova is over
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian
Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone
God bless her little soul
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
Look at what I lost today
And these are the things that I
She's got sword in case
Though this is not her lord in case
The one who can't afford to face
Her image is restored to grace
Disappeared
No trace
Musky tears
Suitcase
The down turn brave
Little burncub bearcareless turnip snare
Rampages pitch color pages
Down and out but not in Vegas
Disembarks and disengages
No loft
Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude
For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude
To the dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink it's
It's for you
Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck
Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show
It's a beehive barrel race
A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her
Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost
The kind that you find when you mind your own business
Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the new morning milk blanket
Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny who's bouquet set a course for bloom without decay
Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles, away
Watching us in your garage
Big girl you ate the neighbor
The nova is over
Wake up and play
Balleradio
Make room for Clara's bare feet
The love of a Martian
Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
This clock is opening another door
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
Look at what I lost today
And these are the things that I
Blood flowers in the kitchen
Signing off and winding down
This Martian ends her mission
The nova is over
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian
Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone
God bless her little soul
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
Look at what I lost today
And these are the things that I
She's got sword in case
Though this is not her lord in case
The one who can't afford to face
Her image is restored to grace
Disappeared
No trace
Musky tears
Suitcase
The down turn brave
Little burncub bearcareless turnip snare
Rampages pitch color pages
Down and out but not in Vegas
Disembarks and disengages
No loft
Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude
For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude
To the dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink it's
It's for you
Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck
Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show
It's a beehive barrel race
A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her
Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost
The kind that you find when you mind your own business
Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the new morning milk blanket
Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny who's bouquet set a course for bloom without decay
Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles, away
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--Bear paws and rascal power = dog has bearlike paws and is strong --Big girl you ate the neighbor = dog bit the neighbor --Wake up and play = dog is dead, and wont awake to play --Make room for Clara's bare feet = make room for Clara (flea's daughter) in his heart
--Tick tock and waiting for the meteor = waiting for the death of Martian --This clock is opening another door = the end of Martian's time is opening another door (heaven?)
--Lots of love just keep it comin' = unconditional dog love --Making something out of nothin' = making something out of dog's death --These are the best that I = these are the best memories i have --I don't know how to say = I dont know how to describe the memories --Losin' what I love today = losing Martian
--Blood flowers in the kitchen = paw prints of blood (Martian's possibly) on kitchen floor? --Signing off and winding down = Martian is dying --The Martian ends her mission = end of Martian's life --The nova is over = the best times are over --She caught the ball = Martian caught life/goals --By the mission bell = Before he died --Chase lizards bark at donkeys = Martian chased animals
--Let's bow our heads, And let the trumpets blow, Our girl is gone, God bless her little soul = we salute Martian
--Disappeared. No trace. = Gone forever w/o a trace --Musky tears. = tears of people who loved/knew Martian --Suitcase. = People that traveled to see him in the end --down and out but not in Vegas. Disembarks and disengages. No loft. = He's gone and off on a new journey w/ no energy to "loft" or hang on (in the air) -- Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its. It's for you. = The people cry and sniffle as the dew is fresh on the ground. its all for Martian --Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show. = bottlenosed grifters are paparazzi who came to the funeral to see the band members? --Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost. The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries. = The place after that is hidden from view that you find when you aren't looking for it (when you die) --Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle = your breed is different from the way of life that spins contiuously. --touch bunny who's bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. = Martian chased a bunny and caught it. the bunny had set a course to live and grow without dying. --Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles....away... = Sweep away your sadness and tears
great song, it's about Martian, Flea's dog that died i love the end
The ending sounds like a ercital from some sort of uber sacred text! T'is a good way to bring the album to a close methinks
@Liamus If you actually get the CD copy, it has the words of the outro in the booklet with the rest of the song
@Liamus ????
Anthony's dog, Buster, who helped him get out of his drug addiction, also died while they were working on this song.
Yup its about his dog, funny Flea's daughters name is Clara, very literal song compared to their others...
yeah its about when fleas dog died and anthony wanted to write a song bout it cause ants dog had just died too and knew what he was feeling
its horrible to lose your pet. it cant be compared to losing a person but its a sad situation, too. i love the ending of this song. Get your broom!!!
The 'outro' is insanely incoherent, but I think it somehow relates to the incoherency-of-thought you sometimes go through when someone or something (in this case, Flea's dog, Martian) passes. Everything becomes jumbled up and muddled.
@Elithrar If you get the actual CD copy, the booklet has what the outro actually says. It's still pretty incoherent but at least it gives you the words
Listen people... it does Not matter what You think of this song.... It matters what We think of this song, colletively. In my opinion, that is where meaning of a work of ANY art originates. This song speaks, to me, about the death of a close one: Be that close one a dog, a significant other or someone meaningless... death affects us all. it reminds us of our mortality.
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it's a very sad song, but it's very good