Wishing The Hours Away
All About Eve Lyrics


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Dazed in the twilight
I see the mayfly fly
Clustering 'round streetlamps of a small town
Rush around, around
Flicker to the ground like snow...
Or the embers of a drowsy fire in cinders
Ephemeral, perpetual...
And frail, pale,
Written in water, fading
As the clothes we wore drift to the shore
In waves...
In choirs, in spires

White dressed...moon blessed...
Milk...breast...flower...
Wishing the hours away...

Time, still fleeting
Transcending, neverending
Still meeting here with eternity
Still hand in hand
Washed clean of sand, like shells...
Then time flies by
And moments die in thousands
Enshrouded, clouded

White dressed...moon blessed
Milk...breast...flower
Wishing the hours away




Soft-fleshed...dark nest...
Miles away...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to All About Eve's song "Wishing The Hours Away" seem to be a reflection on the fleeting nature of time and the beauty in the transience of life. The opening lines of "Dazed in the twilight, I see the mayfly fly, clustering 'round streetlamps of a small town" evoke a dreamy, surreal atmosphere illuminated by the delicate and ephemeral presence of mayflies. The mayflies, which live for only a few hours, contrast with human beings' lifespan and are a metaphor for the passing of time. As the mayflies flicker to the ground like snow or embers, they remind us of the fragile and fleeting nature of life.


In the next verse, the lyrics describe the passing of time as "Written in water, fading" and compare it to the clothes we wear that "drift to the shore in waves." The chorus, "White dressed...moon blessed...milk...breast...flower...wishing the hours away," can be interpreted as a longing for an escape from the constraints of time and a desire to embrace the beauty of the present moment. The repeated phrase, "wishing the hours away," suggests a desire to live in the moment and not be held captive to the passing of time.


The final verse continues with the theme of the fleeting nature of time, describing it as "still fleeting, transcending, neverending." The final lines, "Soft-fleshed...dark nest...miles away," seem to be a call to embrace the present moment, to experience life in all its ephemeral beauty, and to reach toward something beyond the limits of time.


Line by Line Meaning

Dazed in the twilight
Feeling a bit lost and out of sorts in the fading light of evening


I see the mayfly fly
Observing the brief and temporary life of a tiny insect


Clustering 'round streetlamps of a small town
Gathering together in a common pursuit of light and warmth in a quaint and quiet place


Rush around, around
Moving swiftly and urgently in circles


Flicker to the ground like snow...
Dropping down gently and gracefully like delicate flakes of snow


Or the embers of a drowsy fire in cinders
Fading away into ashes like the remaining heat of a sleepy fire


Ephemeral, perpetual...
Endlessly brief and fleeting, yet continually repeated and ongoing


And frail, pale,
Delicate and light in color


Written in water, fading
So transient and fragile that it seems to disappear like words scribbled on the surface of water


As the clothes we wore drift to the shore
Like the items we once held close, now helplessly drifting away with the tide


In waves... In choirs, in spires
In a powerful and harmonic force, like the crashing waves or soaring structures


White dressed...moon blessed...
Clothed in purity, graced by the light of the moon


Milk...breast...flower...
Images of nurturing and growth


Wishing the hours away...
Hoping to be free of the constraining passage of time


Time, still fleeting
Although time feels unyielding, it continues to rapidly slip away


Transcending, neverending
Rising above the finite, boundless and everlasting


Still meeting here with eternity
Remaining connected to something timeless, even in the midst of change and decay


Still hand in hand
Holding on to something steadfast and comforting


Washed clean of sand, like shells...
Purified and renewed, like the shimmering surface of seashells


Then time flies by
Suddenly and without warning, time races ahead


And moments die in thousands
Countless memories and experiences slip away, leaving us with only fading impressions


Enshrouded, clouded
Covered in haze and uncertainty, making it difficult to see clearly


Soft-fleshed...dark nest...
Evoking images of warm and intimate spaces, surrounded by shadows


Miles away...
Seemingly distant and inaccessible




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANDY COUSIN, JULIANNE REGAN, MARK PRICE, MARTY WILSON-PIPER

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