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Third of May / Ōdaigahara
Fleet Foxes Lyrics


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Light ended the night, but the song remained
And I was hiding by the stair
Half here, half there, past the lashing rain
And as the sky would petal white, old innocent lies came to mind
As we stood, congregated, at the firing line

Night ended the fight, but the song remained
And so I headed to the wall
Turned tail to call to the new domain
As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free
But it's all the same
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?

Was I too slow?
Did you change overnight?
Second son, on the other line

Now, back in our town as a castaway
I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line, on the third of May
As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?

Was I too slow?
Did I change overnight?
Second son, for the second time

Can I be light and free?
If I lead you through the fury will you call to me?
And is all that I might owe you carved on ivory?

But all will fade
All I say
All I needed
As a flash in the eye, I wouldn't deny, all receded

Life unfolds in pools of gold
I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
To be held within one's self is deathlike, oh I know

But all will be, for mine and me, as we make it
And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it

I was a fool
Crime after crime to confess to
But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
Hold fast to the wing
Hold fast to the wing

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Third of May / Ōdaigahara" by Fleet Foxes depict a range of emotions and experiences. The opening lines describe a sense of detachment and observation from a hidden vantage point. As the sky turns white, it brings to mind memories of past innocence and lies. The imagery of congregating at the firing line suggests a gathering of people awaiting a confrontation or reckoning.


The second verse continues the theme of conflict and transition. The night ends the fight, but the song remains, symbolizing the persistence of the human spirit. The singer heads to the wall, representing a shift toward new possibilities. The lyrics touch upon the feeling of freedom experienced when faced with the vastness of the sea, but ultimately realizing that despite the change in scenery, things remain the same. The reference to being crowded together like leaves suggests a need for human connection and community.


The chorus contains introspective questions and a sense of self-reflection. The singer wonders if they were too slow to notice changes in others, and the mention of a second son on the other line hints at a fractured relationship or a sense of abandonment.


The final verse refers to returning to their hometown as a castaway, perhaps feeling disconnected from their roots. The mention of the third of May signifies a specific moment in time when things seemed to align perfectly, but as if it was destined to be washed away. Through it all, the desire for connection and the realization that one's true self is constantly evolving and changing is explored.


Line by Line Meaning

Light ended the night, but the song remained
Despite the darkness, the music still persisted


And I was hiding by the stair
I sought refuge in a hidden spot


Half here, half there, past the lashing rain
Caught between two worlds amidst the relentless downpour


And as the sky would petal white, old innocent lies came to mind
Amidst the pure white sky, memories of naive falsehoods surfaced


As we stood, congregated, at the firing line
Gathered together, we faced a critical moment


Night ended the fight, but the song remained
The conflict may have ended with the night, but the music endured


And so I headed to the wall
I made my way towards the barrier


Turned tail to call to the new domain
Retreating momentarily to beckon the unfamiliar


As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free
In the presence of the vast ocean, liberation is felt


But it's all the same
However, the outcome remains unchanged


Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
I can clearly perceive your voice amidst the commotion


Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?
Are we not meant to exist closely intertwined, resembling leaves on a branch?


Was I too slow?
Did my actions lack swiftness?


Did you change overnight?
Did you undergo an abrupt transformation?


Second son, on the other line
Another individual, perhaps a sibling, trying to reach out


Now, back in our town as a castaway
Returning to our hometown feeling like an outsider


I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line, on the third of May
The memory resurfaces when everything aligned perfectly, on May 3rd


As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away
As if orchestrated and fragile, meant to be ephemeral like a sand painting washed away


Can I be light and free?
Can I attain a sense of weightlessness and liberation?


If I lead you through the fury will you call to me?
If I guide you through the chaos, will you reach out to me?


And is all that I might owe you carved on ivory?
Is the debt I owe you inscribed on something as precious as ivory?


But all will fade
However, everything will eventually diminish


All I say
All my words and expressions


All I needed
All that I required


As a flash in the eye, I wouldn't deny, all receded
Like a fleeting moment, I cannot deny that everything receded


Life unfolds in pools of gold
Existence reveals itself in shimmering golden moments


I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
This form is only owed to me if I create a purpose to cling to


To be held within one's self is deathlike, oh I know
To be trapped within oneself is akin to a lifeless existence, and I'm aware of it


But all will be, for mine and me, as we make it
However, everything will come into being, for both myself and my loved one, as we shape it


And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it
The magnitude of the conflict cannot erase our creation, they will not succeed


I was a fool
I acted foolishly


Crime after crime to confess to
A series of wrongdoings to admit


But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
Yet, I embrace the fleeting angel who will offer blessings


Hold fast to the wing
Grasp onto the wing tightly


Hold fast to the wing
Grasp onto the wing tightly




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Robin Noel Pecknold

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Gabrielle Dennis

Light ended the night, but the song remained
And I was hiding by the stair, half here, half there, past the lashing rain
And as the sky would petal white
Old innocent lies came to mind
As we stood, congregated, at the firing line
Night ended the fight, but the song remained
And so I headed to the wall, turned tail to call to the new domain
As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free, but it's all the same...
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?
Was I too slow?
Did you change overnight?
Second son, on the other line...
Now, back in our town as a castaway
I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line, on the third of May
As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?
Was I too slow?
Did I change overnight?
Second son, for the second time...
Can I be light and free?
If I lead you through the fury will you call to me?
And is all that I might owe you carved on ivory?
But all will fade. All I say. All I needed
As a flash in the eye, I wouldn't deny, all receded
Life unfolds in pools of gold
I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
To be held within one's self is deathlike, oh I know
But all will be, for mine and me, as we make it
And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it
I was a fool
Crime after crime to confess to
But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
Hold fast to the wing. Hold fast to the wing



All comments from YouTube:

Lucky Inky

I finally managed to listen to this music on the 3rd of May without forgetting it

Liam Murtagh

I make a point of listening to it every third of May 😂

Nickie M

"Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?" 

I love that line.

D Dohartaigh

even more relevant today :/

Inactive.

@D Dohartaigh oh absolutely yeah!

MakeItUp

fleet foxes is that one band that the world needs to hear, but i really want them all for myself

Ruby blue

Hahaha I couldn't agree more.

Sol Zaer

That's how i feel about Beirut

ConejoBlanco 🤍

IKRR

Richard Perez

I love this band! I showed them to my buddy who listens to main stream stuff and he thought this was weird... the world isn't ready lol

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