Suicides Underground
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Everyone dated the demise of our neighborhood
From the suicide of the Lisbon girls.
People saw their clairvoyance
In the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight.
Some thought the torture tearing the Lisbon girls
Pointed to a simple refusalย  to accept the world
As it was handed down to them, so full of flaws.
But the only thing we are certain of
After all these years, is the insufficiency of explanations.ย 

Obviously doctor,
You've never been a thirteen year-old girl.

The Lisbon girls were thirteen,
Cecile, fourteen, Lux, fifteen, Bonnie, sixteen, Mary, and seventeen, Therese.
No one could understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon,
A mathย  teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.ย 

From that time one, the Lisbon house began to change.
Almost every day, and even when she wasn't keeping an eye on Cecilia,
Lux would suntan on her towel wearing a swimsuit
That caused the knife-sharpener to give her a fifteen minute demonstration for free.ย 

The only reliable boy who got to know Lux was Trip Fontaine
For only 18 months before the suicides had emerged from baby fat
To the delight of girls and mothers alike.ย 

But few anticipated it would be so drastic.
The girls were pulled out of school,
And Mrs. Lisbon shut the house for maximum security isolation.
The girls' only contact to the outside world
Was through the catalogs they ordered
That started to fill the Lisbon's mailbox
With pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.
Unable to go anywhere, the girls traveled in their imaginations
To gold-tipped Siamese temples or past an old man,
The leaf broom tidying the Maw's carpeted speck of Japan ?
And Cecelia hadn't died.
She was a bride in Calcutta

Collecting everything we could of theirs,
We couldn't get the Lisbon girls out of our minds,
But they were slipping away.
The colors of their eyes were fading,
Along with exact locations of moles and dimples.
From five, they had become four,
And they were all (the living and the dead), become shadows.
We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn't contacted us.ย 

Lux was the last to go.
Fleeing from the house, we forgot to stop at the garage.
After the suicide free-for-all,
Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon gave up any attempt to lead a normal life.
They had Mr. Henry pack up the house,
Selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.
Everyone went just to look.
Our parents did not buy used furniture,
And they certainly didn't buy furniture tainted by death.
We of course took the family photos that were put out with the trash.
Mr. Lisbon put the house on the market,
And it was sold to a young couple from Boston.ย 

It didn't matter in the end how old they had been,
Or that they were girls.
But only that we had loved them,
And that they hadn't heard us call, still did not hear us.
Calling out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time,
Alone in suicide.




Which is deeper than death,
And where we will never find the pieced to put them back together.

Overall Meaning

The song "Suicide Underground" by Air speaks of the tragic events that led to the suicides of the Lisbon girls and their neighborhood's subsequent demise. The lyrics suggest that the neighborhood never recovered from the suicide of the girls, who were seen as clairvoyant by some due to the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight. The torture tearing the Lisbon girls is believed by some to indicate their refusal to accept the flawed world handed down to them. However, no explanation seems sufficient, and the true reason behind their suicides remains unknown. The song also explores the changing behavior of the Lisbon girls, who became increasingly isolated and removed from the world before their deaths.


The song's narrative is based on Jeffrey Eugenides' novel "The Virgin Suicides," which inspired the names of the Lisbon girls - Cecilia, Lux, Bonnie, Mary, and Therese. The novel tells the story of the Lisbon family through the eyes of their neighbors, who are desperate to understand the girls' motivations.


Line by Line Meaning

Everyone dated the demise of our neighborhood
The entire locality's downfall began with an unfortunate event that took place long ago.


From the suicide of the Lisbon girls.
The Lisbon girls committed suicide which triggered the fall of our locality.


People saw their clairvoyance
Many perceived the Lisbon sisters' intuition.


In the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight.
The dead and unhealthy trees and the intense sunlight made the people think of them.


Some thought the torture tearing the Lisbon girls
Some people believed that the pain and struggle faced by the Lisbon sisters


Pointed to a simple refusalย  to accept the world
led them to reject society's norms.


As it was handed down to them, so full of flaws.
The outside world was deeply flawed in their opinion.


But the only thing we are certain of
Despite all of our theories and analyses,


After all these years, is the insufficiency of explanations.ย 
we could never fully comprehend the reasons behind their decision.


Obviously doctor,
The doctor's expertise is of little value in our unique circumstance.


You've never been a thirteen year-old girl.
You may not understand what it's like to be a teenage girl.


The Lisbon girls were thirteen,
The sisters were all young.


Cecile, fourteen, Lux, fifteen, Bonnie, sixteen, Mary, and seventeen, Therese.
There were six sisters in total with ages ranging from 13 to 17.


No one could understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon,
It was baffling to comprehend how both the parents produced such beautiful children.


A mathย  teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.ย 
Mr. Lisbon was a mathematics teacher.


From that time one, the Lisbon house began to change.
The events following the death of their sister caused some changes in the house.


Almost every day, and even when she wasn't keeping an eye on Cecilia,
Lux was always around Cecilia, sometimes even when she didn't have to be.


Lux would suntan on her towel wearing a swimsuit That caused the knife-sharpener to give her a fifteen-minute demonstration for free.
Lux would lie outside, exposing her skin to the sun and sometimes received free knife sharpening demonstrations.


The only reliable boy who got to know Lux was Trip Fontaine
Trip Fontaine was the only trusted boy who truly knew and understood Lux.


For only 18 months before the suicides had emerged from baby fat To the delight of girls and mothers alike.ย 
Trip Fontaine had only known Lux for 18 months since she had lost some weight and had become prettier to the delight of many people.


But few anticipated it would be so drastic.
No one had predicted that the sisters' fate would be so terrible.


The girls were pulled out of school,
The sisters were removed from school,


And Mrs. Lisbon shut the house for maximum security isolation.
Mrs. Lisbon closed up the house and cut off all outside contact.


The girls' only contact to the outside world
The only remaining connection that the sisters had with others outside their family


Was through the catalogs they ordered
was through the mail-order catalogs that they received.


That started to fill the Lisbon's mailbox With pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.
Their mailbox began to overflow with pamphlets and catalogs of luxurious vacations and fashionable clothing.


Unable to go anywhere, the girls traveled in their imaginations To gold-tipped Siamese temples or past an old man, The leaf broom tidying the Maw's carpeted speck of Japan ?
Since they were stuck at home, the sisters traveled through imagination to various places like a temple in Siamese or on the streets of Japan.


And Cecelia hadn't died.
Cecelia had supposedly not committed suicide,


She was a bride in Calcutta
but had relocated to India and gotten married.


Collecting everything we could of theirs,
We had tried to gather as much information and possessions of the sisters as we could.


We couldn't get the Lisbon girls out of our minds,
Despite our desperate attempts to move on, we were not able to forget about the Lisbon sisters.


But they were slipping away.
Our memories of them were slowly fading away.


The colors of their eyes were fading,
We could no longer remember the true colors of their eyes.


Along with exact locations of moles and dimples.
Even the precise positions of their beauty marks and dimples were becoming hazy.


From five, they had become four,
The sisters, once five in total,


And they were all (the living and the dead), become shadows.
had all become distant and obscure memories of the past for us.


We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn't contacted us.
We still had little hope of preserving their memories until the sisters reached out to us.


Lux was the last to go.
Lux was the last sister to commit suicide.


Fleeing from the house, we forgot to stop at the garage.
When we were leaving the house, we didn't have time to go through the garage.


After the suicide free-for-all,
After the tragic event,


Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon gave up any attempt to lead a normal life.
Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon never tried to have a normal life again after their daughters' deaths.


They had Mr. Henry pack up the house,
They asked Mr. Henry to pack up and vacate the house.


Selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.
Mr. Henry sold off whatever furniture he could at a garage sale.


Everyone went just to look.
Many people came just to observe without any intention of buying.


Our parents did not buy used furniture,
Our parents didn't buy used furniture as they associated it with negative vibes.


And they certainly didn't buy furniture tainted by death.
They would never consider purchasing furniture associated with death and sorrow.


We of course took the family photos that were put out with the trash.
We collected the family photos which were meant to be thrown away.


Mr. Lisbon put the house on the market,
Mr. Lisbon put the house up for sale.


And it was sold to a young couple from Boston.ย 
The house was finally sold to a young couple from Boston.


It didn't matter in the end how old they had been,
Despite their age,


Or that they were girls.
Whether they were male or female didn't matter either


But only that we had loved them,
What mattered the most was that we had loved them deeply.


And that they hadn't heard us call, still did not hear us.
Unfortunately, no matter how much we call out their names, they can't and won't come back.


Calling out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time,
We yell out to the rooms where they once used to go and be alone, possibly contemplating life.


Alone in suicide.
It was a lonely and dark decision for them to end their life.


Which is deeper than death,
Suicide is considered far worse than death.


And where we will never find the pieced to put them back together.
It's unlikely that we'll ever be able to make sense of or understand why they committed suicide and bring them back together as a family.




Lyrics ยฉ Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: JEAN-BENOIT DUNCKEL, NICOLAS GODIN

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N.Araujo

Lyrics:

Everyone dated the demise of our neighborhood from the suicides of the Lisbon girls.
People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight.
Some thought the torture tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them:
So full of flaws.

But the only thing we are certain of after all these years is the insufficiency of explenation.

"Obviously doctor, you've never been a thirteen year-old girl."
The Lisbon girls were 13, Cecillia, 14, Lux, 15, Bonnie, 16, Mary, and 17, Therese.

No one could understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon, our math teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.

From that time on, the Lisbon house began to change.

Almost every day, and even when she wasn't keeping an eye on Cecilia,
Lux would suntan on her towel wearing a swimsuit that caused the knife-sharpener to give her a 15-minute demonstration for free.

The only reliable boy who got to know Lux was Trip Fontaine
For only 18 months before the suicides had emerged from baby fat
To the delight of girls and mothers alike.

But few anticipated it would be so drastic.

The girls were pulled out of school, and Mrs. Lisbon shut the house for maximum security isolation.

The girls' only contact with the outside world was through the catalogs
They ordered that started to fill the Lisbon's mailbox with pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.

Unable to go anywhere, the girls traveled in their imaginations:
To gold-tipped Siamese temples or past an old man, the leaf broom tidying the maw carpeted speck of Japan.

And Cecelia hadn't died. She was a bride in Calcutta.

Collecting everything we could of theirs, we couldn't get the Lisbon girls out of our minds, but they were slipping away.

The colours of their eyes were fading, along with exact locations of moles and dimples.

From five, they had become four, and they were all, the living and the dead, become shadows.

We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn't contacted us.

Lux was the last to go.

Fleeing from the house, we forgot to stop at the garage.

After the suicide free-for-all, Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon gave up any attempt to lead a normal life.

They had Mr. Hedly pack up the house, selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.

Everyone went just to look.

Our parents did not buy used furniture, and they certainly didn't buy furniture tainted by death.

We of course took the family photos that were put out with the trash.

Mr. Lisbon put the house on the market, and it was sold to a young couple from Boston.

It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls.
But only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling; still do not hear us.

Calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time. alone in suicide,
Which is deeper than death,
And where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.



All comments from YouTube:

Toe 98

I dont think I ever heard anything as soul crushing as this

Alexander Russell

I would like this as an instrumental as well. It's a masterpiece

Komando

The bass line in this song is so simple yet so good. I remember my friend and I back when we were in our early 20s just jamming this.

N.Araujo

Lyrics:

Everyone dated the demise of our neighborhood from the suicides of the Lisbon girls.
People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight.
Some thought the torture tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them:
So full of flaws.

But the only thing we are certain of after all these years is the insufficiency of explenation.

"Obviously doctor, you've never been a thirteen year-old girl."
The Lisbon girls were 13, Cecillia, 14, Lux, 15, Bonnie, 16, Mary, and 17, Therese.

No one could understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon, our math teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.

From that time on, the Lisbon house began to change.

Almost every day, and even when she wasn't keeping an eye on Cecilia,
Lux would suntan on her towel wearing a swimsuit that caused the knife-sharpener to give her a 15-minute demonstration for free.

The only reliable boy who got to know Lux was Trip Fontaine
For only 18 months before the suicides had emerged from baby fat
To the delight of girls and mothers alike.

But few anticipated it would be so drastic.

The girls were pulled out of school, and Mrs. Lisbon shut the house for maximum security isolation.

The girls' only contact with the outside world was through the catalogs
They ordered that started to fill the Lisbon's mailbox with pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.

Unable to go anywhere, the girls traveled in their imaginations:
To gold-tipped Siamese temples or past an old man, the leaf broom tidying the maw carpeted speck of Japan.

And Cecelia hadn't died. She was a bride in Calcutta.

Collecting everything we could of theirs, we couldn't get the Lisbon girls out of our minds, but they were slipping away.

The colours of their eyes were fading, along with exact locations of moles and dimples.

From five, they had become four, and they were all, the living and the dead, become shadows.

We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn't contacted us.

Lux was the last to go.

Fleeing from the house, we forgot to stop at the garage.

After the suicide free-for-all, Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon gave up any attempt to lead a normal life.

They had Mr. Hedly pack up the house, selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.

Everyone went just to look.

Our parents did not buy used furniture, and they certainly didn't buy furniture tainted by death.

We of course took the family photos that were put out with the trash.

Mr. Lisbon put the house on the market, and it was sold to a young couple from Boston.

It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls.
But only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling; still do not hear us.

Calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time. alone in suicide,
Which is deeper than death,
And where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.

Ron G

I've never been a 13 year old girl, and she's never been a 13 year old boy. So here we are...

Tomczyk Joseph (NMI)

'Wonder who voiced that therein.

TBray

ten years on and this is still my favourite movie score - Air is just so wonderful, and this track is so full of beauty and despair.

Pauline Docherty

The music and cinematography made this movie one of my all time favourites

jak0voln

My father commited suicide and this is the "best" explenation that i have ever heard why someone would do something like that. There is a saying dead man dont ask questions, but they leave a lot of unaswerd questios. Good luck and remeber - live laugh love

K-leb

I wish there was an instrumental version of this. I don't really care for the samples from the movie's dialogue.

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