"stay out super late" - for me that's pure nostalgia, especially coupled with the sweetness of "picking apples, making pies"
then the dagger:
"put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us"
if the lemonade here is intended to suggest the lemonade made in the axiom about life handing you lemons, it's crushing to think that even that most optimistic outlook is so bleak that we might "put a little something in our lemonade" - i.e. liquor it up to numb ourselves, to stay only "half-awake" so we don't have to admit it's a fake empire.
one way or another, this song is about the bit of sadness in everything - it's an empire, sure, but it isn't real - it's lemonade, of course, but it isn't enough - it's a shiny city and we've got bluebirds on our shoulders (woopsay: i definitely think that's a tongue-in-cheek shot towards "zip-a-dee-doo-dah") but the emphasis is on quelling thoughts and ideas, hiding them behind glitter and pretense. there's definitely some questioning of identity, or at least "genuine" identity.
this theme returns in the next song:
"you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends"
the first couple lines are heartbreaking.
"stay out super late" - for me that's pure nostalgia, especially coupled with the sweetness of "picking apples, making pies"
then the dagger: "put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us"
if the lemonade here is intended to suggest the lemonade made in the axiom about life handing you lemons, it's crushing to think that even that most optimistic outlook is so bleak that we might "put a little something in our lemonade" - i.e. liquor it up to numb ourselves, to stay only "half-awake" so we don't have to admit it's a fake empire.
one way or another, this song is about the bit of sadness in everything - it's an empire, sure, but it isn't real - it's lemonade, of course, but it isn't enough - it's a shiny city and we've got bluebirds on our shoulders (woopsay: i definitely think that's a tongue-in-cheek shot towards "zip-a-dee-doo-dah") but the emphasis is on quelling thoughts and ideas, hiding them behind glitter and pretense. there's definitely some questioning of identity, or at least "genuine" identity.
this theme returns in the next song: "you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends"
such remarkable melancholy...