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You were a witch with your short hair
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Staked out in the oaks
In the form of little brothers from down below
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint
And all of Jerusalem is sleeping in our front yard
Please be able only to see the legs in front of us
We went through the carpentry
Having stolen parts of buildings
Shouting for you to slap the songs on your knees
Are we as bandits with orange peels over our eyes?
You were a witch with your short hair
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint
These are the tools that take the marrow from your bones
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Staked out in the oaks
In the form of little brothers from down below
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint
And all of Jerusalem is sleeping in our front yard
Please be able only to see the legs in front of us
We went through the carpentry
Having stolen parts of buildings
Shouting for you to slap the songs on your knees
Are we as bandits with orange peels over our eyes?
You were a witch with your short hair
The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home
Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint
These are the tools that take the marrow from your bones
Lyrics submitted by Tony Clifton
Track duration: 03:23
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Most of the song seems to go along with the idea of going on a crusade in Their yard, which if their pretending to be knights would explain the witch line.
The only line that I can't relate is "these are the tools that take the Marrow from your bones". But this song seems to ve dealing with the unpredictable fluid rythm of a child's imagination.
God I love this band
This line specifically deals with, I think, feelings of fear coupled with bravery...
Think about it...
Jerusalem is sleeping in our front yards right?
Our faces are dirty with warpaint?
Imagine: you're marching toward the enemy, your mind is racing, you're inexperienced and young, your life is in danger.
Your soldier has a simple request--to be able to see only the soldier's legs marching in front of him. He needs to push distractions and feelings aside. He needs to center.
Everyone needs to feel some degree of control, especially in uncontrollable environments (i.e. war...). Even if control is really only an illusion.
His vulnerability is dizzying, but he presses on.
The dude's a regular bamf.
The honesty contained within this one line makes the song incredible.
But maybe the title lends to a theme of adolescence and fairy tale. This song sounds like he's talking about a wild imagination and the children that use them. Like, "Are we as bandits with orange peels over our eyes?" Kids are imaginative and come up with all kinds of stories to entertain themselves. "Please be able only to see the legs in front of us," reminds me of those things that only children believe and see yet adults cannot. "The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home; Tumbling down the hill; Our faces dirty with warpaint," these lines brings childhood fun right and center in my mind.
Well, this wasn't exactly a song meaning, just the gist I get from the lyrics. I bet it's very esoteric, but as all art is... this, too, is open to interpretation.
No idea what it means, but I was always the kid in school that interpreted poems and whatnot literally.