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Back washed thoughts and you made me talk
No you made me listen
There's a feeling
From Ada to Irene
There's something, there's nothing
You haven't seen
Tiny TV's on at 3, so serene no place to be
Alone
So come on over yea
Lets sit down a little while
Some wine you will find the same things
By the time you read this, you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude
But you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
He seemed so unashamed of how he operated
Corresponds to the facts that you want
Despite his expectations he turned out mediocre
His master plan was so so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
That net does not
Make me feel safe
All those holes make me nervous
He woke up late that morning
Went to the window and saw the sun had stopped its shining so so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
No you made me listen
There's a feeling
From Ada to Irene
There's something, there's nothing
You haven't seen
Tiny TV's on at 3, so serene no place to be
Alone
So come on over yea
Lets sit down a little while
Some wine you will find the same things
By the time you read this, you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude
But you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude, how could you refuse
And you kicked it in the sun
It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
He seemed so unashamed of how he operated
Corresponds to the facts that you want
Despite his expectations he turned out mediocre
His master plan was so so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
That net does not
Make me feel safe
All those holes make me nervous
He woke up late that morning
Went to the window and saw the sun had stopped its shining so so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
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I interpret "kicked it in the sun" to mean 'Kicked it (his life) [into] the sun' and widdled his life down to even less than what it is described as in the beginning. When the writer asks, "How could you refuse?" it's a sarcastic way of saying, "poor you, but how could you NOT have turned out a wreck?" And finally "by the time you read this" means 'By the time you realized that your life was stale and you'd only find the same things over and over from now on.
And you made me talk
No, you made me listen"
Thinking about a relationship which is over, and how they really opened up, heard and was heard.
"There's a feeling from Ada to Irene (Neighbourhoods in Boise)
There's something
There's nothing you haven't seen"
Jaded-ness and a feeling of identifying with others who share it.
"Tiny TV
On at three
So serene
No place to be alone"
Not very wealthy, sitting up late (perhaps no 9am job to go to) no real hassles or troubles, however
he feels the turmoil in his head which is about his stagnant life, how his insides feel contrast his daily existence.
"So come on over, yeah
Let's sit down a little while
Some wine
You will find the same things
The same things
The same things
The same things
The same things"
Come on over, why not? Getting to know someone, to drink and talk and relax and fuck, this is life, in me you will find things similar to you, we're not unique, we've done this before with other people, but here we go again, I still want to.
"By the time you read this
You kicked it in the sun
It was all that you could do
How could you refuse?
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all you had to do
And you kicked it in the sun
It was all you had to do
How could you refuse?
And you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude
And you kicked it in the sun
It was wrong and it was rude
How could you refuse?
And you kicked it in the sun"
They didn't care enough they blew him/you/them off for something inconsequential and you/they/he feels he could have offered them a better time.
"It's alright now
I'm getting over getting mine
It's alright now
I'm getting over getting mine"
This song is a reflection, they don't feel terrible now about the things that happened even if they once did, but he's also saying this relationship was a big one (he got his) as in this was something special to him.
"He seemed so unashamed of how he operated
Corresponds to the facts that you want
Despite his expectations
He turned out mediocre
His master plan was so-so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate"
We do our best but in the end for most of use our hopes and dreams fade into a casual acceptance of the lives we have, which are "mediocre", however each and everyone of us is unique and special even if our mothers are the only ones who see the ways.
"That net does not make me feel safe
All those holes make me nervous"
It's not enough as something to hold onto.
"He woke up late that morning
Went to the window and saw the sun had stopped its shining
So, so"
More feelings of being jaded, nothing matters, life goes on.
"We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate
We're special
We're special "
I imagine that's her trying to throw off the day-in-day-out cycle. Dunno, if the sun's the symbol of the same thing happening over and over again every day of a repetitive life, then kicking it in the sun is just some act of radical change to try to make things different. She wants something different, something special, and went off and abandoned her life to change things but in the end it's all so-so. Turns out there really is nothing special about any person's life events but there's the suggestion that maybe there is something worthwhile in the depth of the connections with other people, whether these are or aren't anything "special".
He woke up late that morning
Went to the window and saw the sun had stopped its shining
he is talking about god.. he woke up late that morning
so he didnt turn on the sun
seriously
and as said in the book of revelations, the sun'll be turned off.
So you were half right.
The two repeated phrases "It's alright now
I'm getting over getting mine" may sound depressing, but I came to the same conclusion about two weeks ago. I think it represents the inevitable conclusion of life, really. Especially for younger people, or teens, I think we constantly strive to attain perfection in some sense. Either through relationships, or by creating the perfect image for ourselves (egotistical basis for high school), or finding the perfect job, always searching for a better version of our images - I want to win the nobel prize, I want to leave behind a great legacy, I want to live in the penthouse at the top of a giant scyscraper devoted entirely to me [think Donald Trump ;)]. And sometimes the frustration of never reaching that point really gets you down, and then you have your friends and relatives reassure you..telling you "oh its just a rut, you'll get out of it", only to find the same problems over and over again.
No one ever finds happiness for long. It is only fleeting, and when things change (as they inevitably will), people seek that sense again. Or even when they find it, they want more, like trying to dig a hole in the ocean (isaac brock lyrics).
These lyrics are great:
"He seemed so unashamed of how he operated
Corresponds to the facts that you want
Despite his expectations
He turned out mediocre
His master plan was so-so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate"
This is evokes very strong memories for me..it almost defines my life up to this point. Perhaps for many others, we have our own "master plans", or ideas that we can condition our minds to be someone special. Then out of growing frustration and the realization that your quest to be artificially superior or significant is folly, you come back to just trying to be yourself and to stop caring so much about your image. "He seemed so unashamed of how he operated - Corresponds to the facts that you want", talking about trying to please others "despite his expectations he turned out mediocre" - showing the result of your master plan..and "we're special, in ways our mothers appreciate", is a way of saying that you don't have to look for that sense of uniqueness, because you have it in you already. If people could just let go of that drive, I think they'd find that they have everything they need already.
"He seemed so unashamed of how he operated
Corresponds to the facts that you want
Despite his expectations
He turned out mediocre
His master plan was so-so
We're special in other ways
Ways our mothers appreciate"
this part makes me think about god and how his master plan is not that good.. for us. we are not as good as he thought we would be.. and we turned out to develop a stronger love for our parents or sons for example.. or we're not as big and special as him.. but we humans are pretty unique if you ask me haha. well that's what i think of the song.. and i love it :]
It seems like a troubled relationship, doomed to not work out, and so you just let it go. No one likes to this -- whether you have to tell someone it's not working, or be the one being told. Either way, it sucks.
You feel down, out, bitter, unappreciated, etc....
But we're special in other ways -- ways our mothers appreciate.
My sentiments exactly about the unsafe net. Those words can be so uncomforting sometimes, but they're the truth.