Floating in the Forth
Frightened Rabbit Lyrics

So you just stepped out
Right now, you just left my house.

Of the front of my house
You just walked out of my front door.

And I'll never see you again
There's a finality to your departure, and I know I won't see you again.

I closed my eyes for a second
I briefly shut my eyes.

And when they opened
When my eyes opened again.

You weren't there
You had already left by the time I opened my eyes.

And the door shut shut
The sound of the door closing echoed in my mind.

I was vacuum packed
I felt suffocating pressure and confinement.

Shrink-wrapped out of air
I felt sealed off and deprived of oxygen.

And the spine collapsed
I felt a sudden physical and emotional collapse, as if my backbone had given in.

And the eyes rolled back
I felt a surge of pain and sorrow, causing a reflexive physical reaction of rolling my eyes back.

To stare at my starving brain
I felt an intense hunger or craving, but for something I couldn't possibly obtain.

And fully clothed, I float away
In my mind, I picture myself floating away from reality, still clothed as if I was physically there.

(I'll float away)
This is my way of coping with the overwhelming emotions I'm experiencing.

Down the Forth, into the sea
This is the direction I perceive myself floating away.

I think I'll save suicide for another day
I'm not ready to take such a final and irreversible step in ending my life, at least not today.

And I picture this corpse
In my imagination, I see the possibility of my own death.

On the M8 hearse
I imagine my lifeless body being transported on this specific vehicle.

And I have found a way to sleep
Despite the weight of my emotions, I still find a way to rest.

On a rolled up coat
My makeshift pillow and bed.

Against the window
I sleep with my back against the windowpane.

With the strobe of the sun
The rays of the sun reflecting on the water create a flashing effect.

And the life I've led
I reflect on the life I've lived thus far.

Am I ready to leap
I question whether I'm ready to take the ultimate step of ending my own life.

Is there peace beneath
I contemplate whether there's any sense of tranquility or relief to be found in death.

The roar of the Forth Road Bridge?
I try to drown out the noise with the powerful sound of the bridge.

On the northern side
My final destination lies on the northern side of the bridge.

There's a Fife of mine
On the other end of the bridge in Fife, I have a connection or attachment to the place.

And a boat in the port for me
I envision a boat waiting for me at the harbor, perhaps to take me away and start anew.

I'll steer myself
As I float away, I imagine taking control and steering myself towards a new direction.

Through chopping waves
The water I'm floating on is rough and turbulent.

As manic gulls
The seagulls surrounding me are making a lot of noise and seeming to go crazy.

Scream "It's okay"
The birds seem to be assuring me that everything will be alright.

Take your life
I suggest to myself that I can take control of my own life.

Give it a shake
I need to break out of my regular routine and try something new.

Gather up
I need to collect or gather all of the resources I can.

All your loose change
This might be a metaphor for seeking out and taking advantage of any little opportunities or breaks I can get.

I think I'll save suicide for another year
Despite my current struggles, I'm willing to hold on and give myself more time before considering ending my own life.