ANIMA!’s debut album Not At This Time is out on Friday January 13, 2023. Also available in immersive Dolby Atmos on Apple Music, the three lead up singles feature their powerful female vocal, uplifting beats and their signature colorful sound world that they have become most celebrated for.
Blood
ANIMA! Lyrics
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Come, come, come
The more I run, the farther away it seems
What is green is always more than a yard away
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
In between what we mean and the things we say
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come, come
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
I'm a slave to the pages I throw away
To create, complicate, it's the same damn thing
Once it's made, I'm too good to appreciate
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
Keep the pretty people listening
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
Charges floatin' around the audience
I'm biting my tongue
But the words don't come
I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
Oh, but the words don't come
Come
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come
It's in the air, it's in the atmosphere
I can hear but I can't tell what it's telling me
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
I'm afraid if I love it they won't agree
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come, come
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Art is work, work is love
Reminding us why we do it
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Art is work, work is love
Forget yourself for the music
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
Keep the pretty people listening
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
Charges floatin' around the audience
I'm biting my tongue
But the words don't come
I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
Oh, but the words don't come
Come
Come
Come
In ANIMA!'s song Blood, the lyrics appear to be a reflection of an artist's struggle to find meaning in their own creations. The opening lines of the song feature repetitive calls to "come," which could be interpreted as a plea for inspiration or a cry for help in tackling the creative process. The first stanza sets up the theme of the song with the lines "The more I run, the farther away it seems, what is green is always more than a yard away." This suggests that the artist is struggling to reach the "green" - perhaps a metaphor for success or achievement - in their work.
As the song progresses, the lyrics touch on the artist's frustration with the creative process. "Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen, in between what we mean and the things we say," reflects the struggle to put ideas into words, or to convey meaning through one's work. The artist also laments that they are "a slave to the pages [they] throw away," implying that they feel trapped in a cycle of creation and destruction, or that they are never fully satisfied with the results of their artistic endeavors.
Despite these struggles, the artist recognizes the importance of their work, and the emotional investment it requires. The lines "Art is love, love is work, it hurts to give yourself to it" capture the emotional and spiritual toll that the creative process can take on an artist. The song concludes with a final repetition of the word "come," perhaps suggesting that the artist is still seeking inspiration or motivation, or that the creative journey is ongoing.
Line by Line Meaning
Come, come, come, come, come
Inviting the listener to come and pay attention to the artist's message
Come, come, come
Continuing the invitation to listen
The more I run, the farther away it seems
The harder the artist tries, the more difficult it becomes to succeed
What is green is always more than a yard away
The things worth having are never easily attainable
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
Creating art requires deep concentration and focus
In between what we mean and the things we say
There is often a gap between our intentions and the words we use to express them
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
The artist feels like they are constantly struggling to stay ahead and not fall behind
I'm a slave to the pages I throw away
The artist works hard on their art, but sometimes doesn't appreciate the results
To create, complicate, it's the same damn thing
The process of creating art can often feel frustrating and overwhelming
Once it's made, I'm too good to appreciate
The artist is sometimes too critical of their own work
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
The artist wants their art to be personal and meaningful
Keep the pretty people listening
The artist wants to attract attention from a wide audience
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
The artist is aware of the pros and cons of their work
Charges floatin' around the audience
There is a lot of emotion and energy in the air
I'm biting my tongue
The artist is holding back from saying something
But the words don't come
The artist is struggling to express themselves verbally
It's in the air, it's in the atmosphere
There is a feeling or vibe present
I can hear but I can't tell what it's telling me
The artist is picking up on this feeling, but doesn't fully understand it
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
There are many perspectives and ways to interpret something
I'm afraid if I love it they won't agree
The artist is unsure if others will appreciate their work
Art is love, love is work
Creating art requires a lot of passion and effort
It hurts to give yourself to it
The process of creating art can be emotionally taxing
Work is love, reminding us why we do it
The work involved in creating art can be a reminder of why the artist loves their craft
Forget yourself for the music
Losing oneself in the creative process is essential to making great art
Contributed by William F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.