2. Adair is an American EDM producer and DJ. Adair is a graduate from Icon Collective School of Production. Adair is known for working tempos with his drumming back ground and wicked basslines.
The Ghosts Of Who We Were
Adair Lyrics
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Hear the sadness filter through the trees
Makes its way into our lungs and in our dreams
You can bottle up our voice
Sealed and labeled with a made up choice
Sell it on an on until we bleed
Feed the fire
Except ourselves
Except ourselves
Nothing left to burn
Except ourselves
Except ourselves
Nothing left to burn
Buildings rise
Emptying our eyes
Take a number get in line
In this prison we've designed
I see the man
Dying in the spotlight
Carving out his heart
Blood on his guitar
Feed the fire
Until there's nothing left to burn
Except ourselves
We burry ourselves
Under so much formality
Now we dance around each other
Careful not to breathe
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
The ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
We are the ghosts of who we were
The song "Ghosts of Who We Were" by Adair reflects on societal issues and the effects it has on individuals. The opening line "Bodies littering the streets" sets a grim tone and suggests that something terrible has happened in society. The following lines describe the sadness that permeates throughout society, which affects the people's dreams and even their breathing. The metaphorical language used in the lyrics, "You can bottle up our voice, Sealed and labeled with a made-up choice, Sell it on an on until we bleed," describe the suppression of individual voices and how people are forced to conform to society's expectations, leading to internal conflicts and oppression.
The second stanza describes the societal structure that has led to this state of despair. The buildings that rise have emptied people's eyes, and to gain access to a better life, people have to take a number and get in line. The prison society has designed, where people are not free to be themselves, takes away their humanity, leading to tragedies like the man described who's dying in the spotlight, carving his heart out with his guitar. The chorus, "Feed the fire, Until there's nothing left to burn, Except ourselves," suggests that society is cannibalizing itself, and if it does not change its ways, the only thing left will be the people who have destroyed themselves.
The bridge describes how society's strict formality has led to people masking their true selves and tip-toeing around each other, leading to a superficial existence. The repeated "We're hiding in the air, In between the rain, Falling with the leaves, Dying where we lay" suggests that people have become ghosts, dead to themselves and others.
Line by Line Meaning
Bodies littering the streets
The sight of dead bodies lying on the streets is a common occurrence.
Hear the sadness filter through the trees
The sorrow and despair is all-pervading, as if it is flowing through the trees.
Makes its way into our lungs and in our dreams
The melancholy seeps through into our bodies and subconscious.
You can bottle up our voice
Our voices can be suppressed and contained.
Sealed and labeled with a made up choice
Our opinions and thoughts can be silenced and misunderstood by others.
Sell it on an on until we bleed
Our voices and ideas can be exploited until it becomes painful and exhausting for us.
Feed the fire
Keep adding fuel to the flames.
Until there's nothing left to burn
Continue fueling the fire until everything has been consumed.
Except ourselves
The only thing left to burn is us, as individuals and as a society.
Buildings rise
New structures and systems are constantly constructed.
Emptying our eyes
These buildings and systems are draining us of our vitality and creativity.
Take a number get in line
We are being forced to conform and follow a rigid system, losing our sense of individuality.
In this prison we've designed
We have created our own oppressive environment.
I see the man
There is an observation of someone struggling.
Dying in the spotlight
They are suffering in public view.
Carving out his heart
He is exposing his deepest emotions and vulnerabilities.
Blood on his guitar
The pain is manifesting itself in his music or art.
We bury ourselves
We are complicit in our own oppression.
Under so much formality
We are constrained by excessive rules and social norms.
Now we dance around each other
We are avoiding vulnerability and true connection.
Careful not to breathe
We are so guarded that we are barely even living.
We're hiding in the air
Our presence is barely noticeable, as if we are not even alive.
In between the rain
We exist in fleeting moments, like raindrops in a storm.
Falling with the leaves
Our sense of self and purpose is falling away with each passing moment.
Dying where we lay
We are not making progress, but rather stagnating and decayed.
We are the ghosts of who we were
We are mere shadows of our former selves.
Passing through these walls
Our existence is ethereal and insubstantial.
Haunting our own hearts
We are weighed down by our own emotional baggage.
Dead to one and all
Our isolation and lack of connection has led us to a state of emotional death.
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