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We getup early just to start cranking the generator
Our limbs have been asleep we need to get the blood back in 'em
We're finding every day several ways that we could be friends
We keep on churning and the lights inside the house turned on
And in our native language we are chanting ancient songs
And when we quiet down the house chants on without us
Our limbs have been asleep we need to get the blood back in 'em
We're finding every day several ways that we could be friends
We keep on churning and the lights inside the house turned on
And in our native language we are chanting ancient songs
And when we quiet down the house chants on without us
Lyrics submitted by WinterLungs
Track duration: 03:08
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With all the lights alive we figured what your heart was for,
And did a painting of you lying on the first floor,
And when those stop your heart burns out in love
I don't really feel like analyzing this, but I figured somebody might appreciate the additional lyrics
personally im trying to stick to the theory that this is all a concept album about a boy who is in love with his ghost companion, and so this is them working together on i like to think the windmill they live in (hence the turning and the house chanting on without them) and them working through their differences so they can work together, of course it is only later they realise there love.
"We get up early just to start cranking the generator
Our limbs have been asleep we need to get the blood back in 'em" :
Everybody wakes up, everybody does something in the morning (school, work, etc.)
"We're finding every day several ways that we could be friends" :
Sounds like a matter of race; There are many ways we could be friends with anybody, could being the key word. A lot of people can't look past appearances, so they could be friends only in theory.
"We keep on churning and the lights inside the house turned on":
As the day goes on, the sun rises. (I'm seeing the house = earth)
"And in our native language we are chanting ancient songs":
Race again, we all speak different languages, we all have different backgrounds.
"And when we quiet down the house chants on without us":
Sleep or death: our backgrounds don't really matter. The world keeps turning while we're asleep, or even dead.
My interpretation! I think this song is beautiful. Let me know if you disagree, I love hearing other people's interpretations.
Cranking the generator, waking up your limbs, several ways to be friends (positions), chanting ancient songs (moaning). It makes sense!
I'm not trolling, by the way. I love Freelance and this song.
I think the song is about diversity, and coming to ends with your differences.
"Our limbs have been asleep we need to get the blood back in 'em"
I think of our limbs as what we need to work, to get things done. They've been sitting in their positions for too long that they need to remember how to work, and in this case, work together (cranking the generator).
"We're finding every day several ways that we could be friends"
Pretty much how it sounds ;)
"We keep on churning and the lights inside the house turned on
And in our native language we are chanting ancient songs
And when we quiet down the house chants on without us "
I think of their ancient songs as their background, or cultures that they carry with them. As they begin working to power the house it begins to carry pieces of both sides in it, kind of how people put themselves into their work. When they quiet down the house continues on in song, it carries both of their hearts and their spirits along with it.
I'm not so great at explaining what I feel, but I think the music takes care of the rest of that!
That's just the way I look at it :) Songs can mean a lot of things to a lot of different people. In general I like to think of it as working together :) Beautiful song!
With all the lights alive
We figured what your heart was for
And did a painting of you lying on the first floor
And when those stop your heart moans out for more
I love the plethora of sounds in this song too, the chanting, xylophone, banjo, tambourine, and a bunch of other percussive instruments, along with the cranking like noise in the beginning that plays in the back throughout the song.