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Getting Sodas
The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die Lyrics


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We are the walls in formless shapes
The overbearing weight
This house weighs heavy on my mind
Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths
Took down your pictures and your belongings
In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you'll wait

Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands
Little birds flew by me
The wind's been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands

Can't go back, where's your tact?
Where's your grace? Where are the things you replace?
Are our words more than sound?
We cut the air and we've found
To lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself
We are ghosts in your homes
We travel under the floor

And when our voices fail us, we will find new ways to sing
When our bodies fail, we'll find joy in the peace that it brings
And when our voices fail us, we will find new ways to sing

The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
Whenever you find home, we'll make it more than just a shelter
And if everyone belongs there, it will hold us all together
If you're afraid to die, then so am I

The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
Whenever you find home, we'll make it more than just a shelter
And if everyone belongs there, it will hold us all together
If you're afraid to die, then so am I

The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
Whenever you find home, we'll make it more than just a shelter
And if everyone belongs there, it will hold us all together
If you're afraid to die, then so am I

The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
Whenever you find home, we'll make it more than just a shelter
And if everyone belongs there, it will hold us all together
If you're afraid to die, then so am I

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Getting Sodas by The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die are a reflection on loss, change, and finding new ways to move forward. The opening lines "We are the walls in formless shapes / The overbearing weight / This house weighs heavy on my mind" paint a picture of being trapped and weighed down by the memories and remnants of a past relationship. The lines "Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths / Took down your pictures and your belongings" suggest a desire to move on and let go of the past, but also the pain and sadness that comes with the loss of something that was once meaningful.


The second verse shifts to a more introspective tone, with the lines "Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands / Little birds flew by me / The wind's been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands" suggesting a search for meaning and purpose amidst the confusion and sadness. The chorus brings a message of hope, emphasizing the importance of finding ways to make the world a more beautiful place, and promising to create a sense of belonging and togetherness for everyone. The final lines, "If you're afraid to die, then so am I" suggest an empathy and connection with the listener, emphasizing that we are all in this together.


Line by Line Meaning

We are the walls in formless shapes
As human beings, we sometimes feel invisible and unimportant, just like the walls that surround us.


The overbearing weight
The burden of our thoughts and emotions can feel overwhelming at times.


This house weighs heavy on my mind
Our physical environment can have a significant impact on our mental state, especially when it doesn't feel like home.


Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths
Sometimes we try to forget past experiences or beliefs that no longer serve us, but they still live on in our subconscious.


Took down your pictures and your belongings
Moving on from a relationship or a past life can involve getting rid of reminders of that time.


In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you'll wait
Despite our efforts to forget, the past still has a way of resurfacing and waiting for us when we least expect it.


Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands
Our bodies can hold a lot of creative potential and expressiveness, even in the smallest of gestures.


Little birds flew by me
Nature and its creatures can offer moments of fleeting beauty and comfort.


The wind's been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands
Change and the unknown can be scary, but there's also something exciting and alluring about taking risks and exploring new horizons.


Can't go back, where's your tact?
Once we make a decision or take an action, we can't go back and undo it. We have to live with the consequences and learn from them.


Where's your grace? Where are the things you replace?
Sometimes in our haste to move forward, we forget to appreciate what we leave behind and the parts of ourselves that we no longer recognize.


Are our words more than sound?
Our words have the power to convey depth and meaning beyond just their literal definitions.


We cut the air and we've found
By speaking our truth and expressing ourselves, we're able to carve out a space for ourselves and find a way to be heard.


To lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself
Our perception of the world is often a reflection of our inner selves and beliefs.


We are ghosts in your homes
As strangers in other people's homes, we may leave behind traces of ourselves but never truly make a lasting impact.


We travel under the floor
We may be unnoticed and unseen, but we still exist beneath the surface of things.


And when our voices fail us, we will find new ways to sing
Even when our ability to speak or communicate in a traditional sense is gone, we still have our own unique ways of expressing ourselves and making our presence known.


When our bodies fail, we'll find joy in the peace that it brings
When we reach the end of our physical lives, there can be a sense of comfort and release in knowing that our struggles and suffering are finally over.


The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
The beauty of the world is not inherent, but rather something that we have to actively create and cultivate.


Whenever you find home, we'll make it more than just a shelter
Home is not just a place to live, but a space to find comfort, connection, and belonging.


And if everyone belongs there, it will hold us all together
By creating spaces where everyone feels accepted and valued, we can build stronger communities that support and uplift one another.


If you're afraid to die, then so am I
We all share a fear of the unknown and the inevitability of death, but that fear can also bring us closer together in our shared humanity.




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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Noah Thomas

We are the walls in formless shapes. 
The overbearing weight. 
This house weighs heavy on my mind. 
Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths. 
Took down your pictures and your belongings. 
In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you’ll wait. 

Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands. 
Little birds flew by me. 
The wind’s been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands. 
Can’t go back. Where’s your tact? 
Where’s your grace? Where are the things you replace? 
Are our words more than sound? 
We cut the air and we’ve found to lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself. 
We are ghosts in your homes. 
We travel under the floor. 

And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing. 
When our bodies fail we’ll find joy in the peace that it brings. 
The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way. 
Whenever you find home we’ll make it more than just a shelter. 
And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together. 
If you’re afraid to die, then so am I.



seasons out of time

I love how the lyrics connect (maybe not intentionally but still)

We are ghosts in your home
(No, we aren't ghosts, cause even ghosts have a home to haunt)

The world is a beautiful place, but we have to make it that way
(The name of the band)

If you're afraid to die then so am I
(–||–)



All comments from YouTube:

Noah Thomas

We are the walls in formless shapes. 
The overbearing weight. 
This house weighs heavy on my mind. 
Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths. 
Took down your pictures and your belongings. 
In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you’ll wait. 

Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands. 
Little birds flew by me. 
The wind’s been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands. 
Can’t go back. Where’s your tact? 
Where’s your grace? Where are the things you replace? 
Are our words more than sound? 
We cut the air and we’ve found to lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself. 
We are ghosts in your homes. 
We travel under the floor. 

And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing. 
When our bodies fail we’ll find joy in the peace that it brings. 
The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way. 
Whenever you find home we’ll make it more than just a shelter. 
And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together. 
If you’re afraid to die, then so am I.

ParvulaUniversum

The fact that one of the greatest emo songs ever written was released in 2013 blows my mind. Major props to this amazing band.

asdf

The drumming in this is unreal.

Esteban

Truly fucked

zombieteenager007

Rest in peace, Tom.

wow wowww

@Quinn Obropta idiot

Quinn Obropta

he didn't even sing on this one bro

Ryan Laurence

The ending of this song is haunting.

starcity

Its beautiful

jakeybust

Ryan Laurence ik

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