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sometimes i claim to know a guy but i can't tell you what his hands look like.
guess who's coming to dinner.
gnashville. never in the night.
never in the night when the knot grows tighter than fingers can untie
and all the last half dammed rivers have gone dry
does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied
or the morning comes
you wonder will you ever get your shit together
what is that a leather sofa and a feather in an old fur hat
fake tat lost in a box of cracker jacks
practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
when they come calling, i won't go calm
there is no palm or divine mitt
with which to hold one's pit
or seperate the human race from its enviroment
no scattered ashes loosely gather asking where the fire went
we're left with half truth psalms
in an indecypherable scrawl in some vague extinct language
ancient ink dull, almost vanished on some old brittle scroll
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
guess who's coming to dinner.
gnashville. never in the night.
never in the night when the knot grows tighter than fingers can untie
and all the last half dammed rivers have gone dry
does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied
or the morning comes
you wonder will you ever get your shit together
what is that a leather sofa and a feather in an old fur hat
fake tat lost in a box of cracker jacks
practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
when they come calling, i won't go calm
there is no palm or divine mitt
with which to hold one's pit
or seperate the human race from its enviroment
no scattered ashes loosely gather asking where the fire went
we're left with half truth psalms
in an indecypherable scrawl in some vague extinct language
ancient ink dull, almost vanished on some old brittle scroll
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
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sometimes i claim to know a guy but i can't tell you what his hands look like.
- we don't look at the little things in people, notice the things we notice about ourselves, claim to know and care for someone. the fact that we, for instance, look at our contour lines in our hands and memorize them, think about them, waste time on them, makes no difference, especially when dead. the entire song seems to be leaning towards death, I can't quite explain it here.
guess who's coming to dinner.
gnashville. never in the night.
never in the night when the knot grows tighter than fingers can untie
-clearly knot of rope to hang self
and all the last half dammed rivers have gone dry
does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied
or the morning comes
you wonder will you ever get your shit together
-will you ever work yourself out, make something of yourself, be the thing you know you can be, but no one else notices (such as the hands you notice and no one else does) you want to make these little things in yourself noticed.
what is that a leather sofa and a feather in an old fur hat
fake tat lost in a box of cracker jacks
practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
when they come calling, i won't go calm
-death, angels, grim reaper, either way a form of death calling
there is no palm or divine mitt
with which to hold one's pit
or seperate the human race from its enviroment
-there is nowhere we can be held (our spirits) no way we can be separated from our environment into something else (heaven, etc)
no scattered ashes loosely gather asking where the fire went
-even our own ashes wont care we're gone, wont ask where we are, I see the fire as either being the life of us, or the thing that lead to our final destruction. So, no one will ask what happened, why, it's too insignificant.
we're left with half truth psalms
in an indecypherable scrawl in some vague extinct language
ancient ink dull, almost vanished on some old brittle scroll
-years after our deaths, this generation, era's deaths, we'll only be a scrawl, our lives and what we collectively did will be written in almost faded ink, can't even read it all as it it's in an extinct language, vague so many details left out, even if you did something worth remembering, your story may be lost
(that's what the ghost of someone's dad might say)
There are giant gaps, but to write down my entire interpretation is jsut something Im not in the modd for now.
"does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied"- directly refrences the bible when st. peter was to be denied by jesus three (thrice) times befor the cock crow (which is the time midnight- 3 a.m.) or befor morning,
"i wonder will i ever get my shit together"- asking if he'll realize the truth in religion befor he dies or will he die with no comfort
"no scattered ashes loosely gather asking where the fire went
we're left with half truth psalms" - psalms is a religous book and yoni is obviously questioning its storys
"practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav"- is just saying that when your faced with death do you pray for god to save you or do you let it happen trusting gods great plan, or questioning why people would spend they're whole lifes worshiping something that might not be there or wont be they're till they die as apose to living your life how you want and not constently awaiting death or "practicing your plane wreck face"
THIS REFERS TO GOD...SKEPTICAL...CAN'T EXPLAIN IT...mocking those who are confident of god - can't actually explain their beliefs.
SOMEONE'S GOING TO DIE - LAST SUPPER REFERENCE?
NO CLUE. GNASHING AND DEATH? LAST HURRAH?
LIFE IS FADING - KNOT IS TIGHTENING - IMAGE OF A NOOSE. TIME EXPIRING DESPITE EFFORTS.
HALF-DAMNED - ALREADY PARTLY DEAD. NOW COMPLETELY DEAD.
when death comes he wont be comfortable - no belief in god, no comfort in dieing.
see above. Mitt -hand or a catcher's mitt (large, all-encompassing) - "nothing to catch you when dead." I think it is mitt not myth -mitt rhymes with pit and works - myth is pretty obvious too.
Hold one's pit -pit=soul - hold what remains of someone - their core - their soul - not going to happen.
Humans are not superior to animals/planet - christiantiy relegates nature to a lower status than humans. this is being denied.
after being cremated you aren't going to be reassembled
the psalms are myths - contain bits of reality (like a fairy tale) but mostly false.
Reference to the bible, the torah etc...
Jesus' dad=god...not likely...perhaps saying that someone who has died can vouch for that fact that that's it that's all...although they can't say that as dead which is why word "might" is inserted...there are no ghosts...noteworthy that in The Hollows the line is slightly different: "this is what the ghost of someone's dad says." This is followed
by "and all us earth growths, some planted and some pulled" - also hinting at the fact that the dead dad is not in the afterlife - he's earth and that's it.
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i love this band, and i almost understand them.
but i'm not quite there yet.
someone want to help me out ?
but every time I took the headphones out, the lady stopped screaming, it took about a minute to realize it was part of the song...
Does anybody have thoughts on this? Or maybe a bit of truth can be shed?
Does anybody have thoughts on this? Or maybe a bit of truth can be shed?