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Now that the furniture’s returning to its goodwill home
Dishes and last week’s paper, rumors and elections,
crosswords, our un-ending wars
the black in fingers smeared the (????)
now that the last month’s rent is scheming with the damage deposit
take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room)
we were meant to if we tried (sun in an empty room)
felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
things that accidentally touch (sun in an empty room)
the hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the gst
the shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology
the shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry
the faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrified
know the things we need to say (sun in an empty room)
we’ve said already anyways (sun in an empty room)
parallelograms of light (sun in an empty room)
rooms that we repainted white (sun in an empty room)
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
take eight minutes and divide (sun in an empty room)
by ninety million lonely miles (sun in an empty room)
watch the shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
we don’t live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
Dishes and last week’s paper, rumors and elections,
crosswords, our un-ending wars
the black in fingers smeared the (????)
now that the last month’s rent is scheming with the damage deposit
take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room)
we were meant to if we tried (sun in an empty room)
felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
things that accidentally touch (sun in an empty room)
the hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the gst
the shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology
the shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry
the faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrified
know the things we need to say (sun in an empty room)
we’ve said already anyways (sun in an empty room)
parallelograms of light (sun in an empty room)
rooms that we repainted white (sun in an empty room)
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
take eight minutes and divide (sun in an empty room)
by ninety million lonely miles (sun in an empty room)
watch the shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
we don’t live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
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Dishes and last week's paper, rumors and elections,
crosswords, and an ending war
the black in our fingers smear the their prints on every door pulled shut
now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit
take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room)
if we meant it, if we tried (sun in an empty room)
or felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
from things that accidentally touched (sun in an empty room)
the hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the GST
the shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology
the shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry
the faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrified
know the things we need to say (sun in an empty room)
and said already anyway (sun in an empty room)
by parallelograms of light (sun in an empty room)
on walls that we repainted white (sun in an empty room)
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
sun in an empty room
take eight minutes and divide (sun in an empty room)
by ninety million lonely miles (sun in an empty room)
watch a shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
we don't live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
we were meant to if we tried (sun in an empty room)
felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
things that accidentally touch (sun in an empty room)
This song is beautiful. I'm listening it at about 10 in the morning in our living room, first sunny day all week. It reminds me of falling in love with someone, and rushing in. But after, debating whenever you had ever really loved them as much as you thought you did at the time. Awman. At first it was making me feel happy and upbeat, hehe now feeling pretty messed up :P ahwell.
Oh, and on, 'hands that accidentally touch' ever had a moment when you were walking with someone, you liked but couldn't admit it and then brushed hands (held hands, touched) and neither of you can look at the other person, just holding hands and pretending to be oblivious. :D
This song captures the experience of leaving a place better than any other I've heard. It's beautiful.
With dishes in last week's paper,
Rumors and elections,
Crosswords, an unending war-
That blacken our fingers, smear their prints on every door pulled shut;
Now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit
Take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room)
If we meant it, if we tried (sun in an empty room)
Or felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)
From things that accidentally touched (sun in an empty room)
Hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the GST,
The shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology,
The shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry,
The faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrify,
Know that the things we need to say (sun in an empty room)
Have been said already anyway (sun in an empty room)
By parallelograms of light (sun in an empty room)
On walls that we repainted white (sun in an empty room)
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room
So take eight minutes and divide (sun in an empty room)
By ninety million lonely miles (sun in an empty room)
And watch a shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
We don't live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
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The video offers a very interesting perspective of the song, when the old bald guy goes into a house, while thumbing money in an envelope and looks around at the sun in an empty room. That, combined with the references to the decay of the North End made me think that we see the song through the bald guys perspective, and the song he's singing is sort of a general lament for the loss of the North End.
Now that the furniture's returning to its Goodwill home, with dishes in last week's papers—rumours and elections, crosswords, an unending war—that blacken our fingers, smear their prints on every door pulled shut. Now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit, take this moment to decide if we meant it, if we tried, or felt around for far too much from things that accidentally touched. The hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the GST, the shoulders we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology. The shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry. The faces we meet one awkward beat too long and terrify, know that the things we need to say have been said already anyway, by parallelograms of light on walls that we repainted white. So take eight minutes and divide by ninety million lonely miles, and watch a shadow cross the floor. We don't live here anymore.
And when he's talking about the "rumours, an election, cross-words, an unending war" it's about the contents of the newspaper.
Love this man's songwriting!
To me it is saying packing up their dishes in last week's paper (as to not break them when moving). And their prints are smeared on the doors due to the ink smudges on their hands from handling the newpaper.
"take this moment to decide if we meant it if we tried or felt around for far too much from things that accidentally touched"
that seems to me like a line about trying to decide whether it was fate that brought them together or if it had been just an accident.
the 2nd verse is about their last days or weeks together, and the awkwardness and loneliness of a failing relationship, where two people who once were so close are now almost as distant as strangers. Almost holding hands by instinct but not quite, leaning against each other but only by accident, looking at each other a little too long but not wanting to speak, etc. It's all things you do when your relationship is over, perhaps just waiting for the lease to be up before you can move on.
Sun in an empty room is the end product of the relationship and all that's left when it's over.
The image of the painting really does go well with the song. Thanks to those who pointed that out.