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29 #Strafford APTS
Bon Iver Lyrics


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Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
The sun shined hard on the video spot, hm
Sure as any living dream
It's not all then what it seems
And the whole thing's hauled away

A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding it
You're fabric now
Paramind
Paramind

Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Threw the meaning out the door (now could you be a friend)
There's no meaning anymore (come and kiss me here again)

A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding out
You're bent prize
Canonize
Canonize

Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
And yeah, you're on your own
(Marijuana has you talkin')

Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape
Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page

I hold the note you wrote and know
You've buried all your alimony butterflies
Sub find
Some night

Overall Meaning

In the first verse of "29 #Strafford APTS," the lyrics paint a picture of two people sharing a cigarette in the stairwell of a hot parking lot. The sun is beating down on the video spot, but the scene is dreamlike and surreal. The lyrics suggest that reality is not always what it seems, and that things can be hauled away just as quickly as they appear. The second verse refers to a woman named Claire and the snow shoe light or autumns, and suggests that the meaning behind these things has been lost.


The chorus of the song refers to an empty womb and a robe, and the idea that the person is rolling up and holding on to something that is now a fabric or prize. The term "paramind" is repeated twice, which could mean that the person is searching for something beyond their own mind or understanding. The third verse refers to being on one's own and the use of marijuana, and ends with a call to "fold the map and mend the gap" and escape from reality.


Overall, "29 #Strafford APTS" seems to explore themes of disillusionment and the search for meaning, while also delving into more abstract concepts like the nature of reality and the human mind.


Line by Line Meaning

Sharing smoke
Two people are smoking together


In the stair up off the hot car lot
The two people are in a stairwell near a parking lot


The sun shined hard on the video spot, hm
The sun is shining brightly on a nearby video recording


Sure as any living dream
This moment feels surreal


It's not all then what it seems
Things aren't exactly what they appear to be


And the whole thing's hauled away
The moment is fleeting and quickly disappears


A womb, an empty robe, enough
Something that once held life is now empty


You're rolling up, you're holding it
Someone is rolling and holding onto something


You're fabric now
You've become a part of something larger


Paramind
The idea that our thoughts create our reality


Hallucinating Claire
The singer is experiencing vivid thoughts of someone named Claire


Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Neither a bright snow shoe light nor autumn seasons can provide clarity


Threw the meaning out the door (now could you be a friend)
The singer has lost any sense of meaning and is asking for help


There's no meaning anymore (come and kiss me here again)
This moment is devoid of meaning, but the singer wants to return to a previous moment of affection


You're bent prize
You're a valuable possession, but one that's been damaged


Canonize
To elevate something to a sacred status


Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
Rev up your engine and take control of your own life


And yeah, you're on your own
You have to navigate life by yourself


(Marijuana has you talkin')
The singer is under the influence of marijuana


Fold the map and mend the gap
Put away your plans and fix the problems you encounter


And I tow the word companion
I bring along the word 'companion' to provide comfort


And I make my self escape
The artist is attempting to leave their current situation behind


Oh, the multitude of other
There are many other things to consider


It comes always off the page
Ideas and inspirations can come from anywhere


I hold the note you wrote and know
The singer reads a note and understands its contents


You've buried all your alimony butterflies
The recipient of the note has left behind their feelings of regret and loss


Sub find
A command to search for something underneath the surface


Some night
Sometime in the future




Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon, Brandon Burton

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@NJatTheDisco

Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
Sun shine hard on the video spot, hm, mm, mm
Sure as any living dream
It's not all then what it seems
And the whole thing's hauled away
A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding it, you're fabric now
Para-mind, para-mind
Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Threw the meaning out the door (Now could you be a friend)
There ain't no meaning anymore (Come and kiss me here again)
A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding it, you're bent prize
Canonize, canonize
Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
And yeah, your own, your own
Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape
Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page
I hold the note, you wrote and know
You've buried all your alimony butterflies

Sub find, sub night



@Steee__

Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
The sun shined hard on the video spot, hm
Sure as any living dream
It's not all then what it seems
And the whole thing's hauled away

A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding it
You're fabric now
Paramind
Paramind

Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Threw the meaning out the door (now could you be a friend)
There's no meaning anymore (come and kiss me here again)

A womb, an empty robe, enough
You're rolling up, you're holding out
You're bent prize
Canonize
Canonize

Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
And yeah, you're on your own
(Marijuana has you talkin')

Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape
Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page

I hold the note you wrote and know
You've buried all your alimony butterflies
Sub find
Some night



@gollygoblin

In case you're stupid like me, here are the lyrics. Make sure to appreciate the visuals too.

Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
Sun shine hard on the video spot
Hm, mm, mm, mm

Sure as any living dream
It's not all then what it seems
And the whole thing's hauled away

A womb
An empty robe
Enough
You're rolling up
You're holding it
You're fabric now

Paramind
Paramind

Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Threw the meaning out the door
(Now could you be a friend)
There's no meaning anymore
(Come and kiss me here again)

A womb
An empty robe
Enough
You're rolling up
You're holding it
You're bent prize

Canonize
Canonize

Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
And yeah, you're on your own, ooh

(Marijuana has you talking)

Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape
Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page

I hold the note
You wrote and know
You've buried all your alimony butterflies

Sub find
Some night



All comments from YouTube:

@abstractpoet8977

"I hold the note you wrote and know you've buried all your alimony butterflies"
No fucking clue what that means but god damn is it beautiful. I get chills

@jjolsson1863

The way he writes songs is he sings incoherent lyrics to whatever he's playing and then later goes back and makes them into words. So he does it by feeling first, logic after

@bloodbanks

@JJ Olsson i dont get this can u please give an example of it??

@jjolsson1863

@Hemish he's plays melodies and chords on a guitar. Sings nonsense lyrics that "sound" good and in a "good" melodic tone. Literal gibberish. Then when the song is taking its shape he goes back and listens to the gibberish he's singing and swaps it for words that sound just like it. It's more on the creative side than actually sitting down to specifically write lyrics. He does this with a lot of his songs and that's why a crap ton of his lyrics don't make alot of sense. He spoke on it in an interview article ages ago when describing how he wrote Emma forever ago I can't find it right now but it's not hard to find just Google it.

@bloodbanks

@JJ Olsson ahhh i see thanks so muchh!! So thats why my favorite songs from him come from the sound being pleasing to the ears!

@jjolsson1863

@Hemish ya

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@ThaliaSamira

The whole album, but especially '29 #Strafford APTS' and '00000 Million' give me this one of a kind feeling. Not dreary, not uplifting, but rather that I'm coming to terms with my depression. It's not the light at the end of the tunnel, but maybe the way to get there.

Then again, that's probably how Justin felt when writing this album. A masterpiece.

@mythicaljabroni1464

Nicole Eggenberger this whole album is great. I like to think of their eponymous album as the morning, then this album is the dusk, and for Emma forever ago is the night. Thematically this album doesn't feel as light and celebratory as "Bon Iver" but not as dark and sad as "For Emma, Forever Ago." It's somewhere in between.

@kylebooth5465

Nicole Eggenberger lol

@97javic

Nicole Eggenberger I share that feeling.

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