So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air, air

Black rocks and the shoreline surf
Still dead summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
But I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands

So God damn this boiling space
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust, it's future dust

A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Foals's song Spanish Sahara paint a picture of a hopeless and desolate environment as the singer stumbles into an incomprehensible haze. He observes a million dirty waves, black rocks, and the shoreline surf. He then sees someone he loves lying there, like a lilo losing air. At this point, the singer is struggling to make sense of what he sees around him. He's lost in a world of despair he seeks to leave behind. He tries to wipe the sand from his eyes and leaves a place that he wants to leave behind - the Spanish Sahara - where the horror should remain.

The singer repeats the phrase "Forget the horror here. Leave it all down here. It's future rust, and it's future dust," driving home the idea that this is where the horror belongs in moments like this. The song conveys a sense of loss and despair. Despite everything that is happening around them, the singer desperately wants to find the person they love and dirties their hands as they search through the sand.

Overall, the song creates a vivid idea of a tragedy that is taking place in an isolated and barren land. The singer wants to leave the horror behind, and as they search for hope, they find the strength to keep going.

Line by Line Meaning

So I walked into the haze And a million dirty waves Now I see you lying there Like a lilo losing air, air
Amidst a hazy environment, I encounter countless waves that seem impure. Eventually, I spot you there, sprawled like a deflating air mattress.

Black rocks and the shoreline surf Still dead summer I cannot bear And I wipe the sand from my eyes The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here
The rocky coast and rough waters are no solace during the lifeless summer. After clearing my vision, I see the Spanish Sahara, where you would wish to abandon all the misery and despair.

Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and it's future dust
Don't hold onto the grief, let it all go. What's left behind will just turn to decay in the future.

Now the waves they drag you down Carry you to broken ground But I'll find you in the sand Wipe you clean with dirty hands
The waves are sweeping you away and toward danger, but I'll discover you in the sand and cleanse you with my unclean hands.

So God damn this boiling space The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here
This scorching and maddening area is unbearable. Again, the Spanish Sahara is presented as a location for escaping troubles.

I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head 'Cause I am
I am the anger and unrest in your mind and bed, but also a haunting memory in the deepest parts of your consciousness.

A choir of furies in your head A choir of furies in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head 'Cause I am
Now, not just me, but a group of furious voices inhabit your thoughts and bed, perpetually reminding you of my ghost-like presence in your mind.

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Iricom US Ltd, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Edwin Thomas Congreave, Jack William Bevan, James Andrew Smith, Walter James Morrison Gervers, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis

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