Brace Your Face
Aloha Lyrics


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Who lives in a pinecone tangled in steel?
Who talks to a pinecone alone?
Hey hey hey hey
Love letters and cell phones
Filled up with dead codes to old homes
Connect you to no one
A message for no one
Scroll through the old ones
Colleagues and cousins
Obsessions and lovers who write
"Hey hey hey hey"
Scroll through the future
Will you find another?
Will you find another?
Will you find a lawyer?
A teacher? A brother?
A healer? Or what?
Hey hey hey hey
I've got a message for you
From the monopines
Shell trunk and poor disguise
I've got a message to no one
From the monopines
Steel trunk shoots for the sky

Don't wait to hear from me
Brace your face for the fist of spring
I got a feeling that can never be
I got a feeling it can never be
That's my tendency

Who lives on the nightstand
Where you close your eyes?
After a soft good-bye
There's no dialtone to linger on
No mystery to unwind
I've got a message for you
From the monopines
Shell trunk and poor disguise
I've got a message to no one
From the monopines
Steel trunk shoots for the sky

Don't wait to hear from me
Brace your face for the fist of spring
I got a feeling that can never be
I got a feeling it can never be
The way you thought it would be
You thought it would be
You thought it would be

The words rumble under the thunder of the year's first storm
The words rumble under the thunder
The words rumble under the thunder of the year's first storm
The words rumble under the thunder

Don't wait to hear from me
Brace your face for the fist of spring
Every blade of grass is a knife
Breaking through earth on its way to the sky

In the atmosphere, words that missed their target ear
All colliding into flames
Past the timberline, some urgent words of mine
Are being mangled by their monopine
Way past the highest cloud
Words are slipping in and out
Of a trick dimension
Me and a box of wine
We're running out of time
To capture your attention
I want to hear you breathe
To know just what you need
Come and connect me to you
I want to hear you breathe




Come and connect me to you
Come and connect me to you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Aloha's song, "Brace Your Face," are poetic and enigmatic. The song seems to be about the difficulty of communication, particularly in the age of technology, and the feeling of being unheard or misunderstood. The opening lines suggest a strange image of someone living inside a pinecone tangled in steel, which is further emphasized when the singer says that they have a message from the "monopines" (which seems to be a made-up word combining mono- and pine, perhaps referring to the idea of singularity or loneliness). The mention of love letters and cell phones filled with dead codes to old homes suggests the theme of trying to connect with people and finding oneself unable to.


The chorus, "Don't wait to hear from me / Brace your face for the fist of spring / I got a feeling that can never be / I got a feeling it can never be," suggests that the singer has given up on traditional methods of communication and is warning the listener to be ready for something unpredictable or forceful. This sentiment is echoed later in the song when the singer says, "Every blade of grass is a knife / Breaking through earth on its way to the sky," suggesting the potential for danger or violence.


The final lines of the song, "I want to hear you breathe / Come and connect me to you," express a desire for true connection and understanding. Overall, the song seems to be a meditation on the difficulty of communication and the longing for genuine connection.


Line by Line Meaning

Who lives in a pinecone tangled in steel?
Who is confined by their own invention or creation?


Who talks to a pinecone alone?
Who communicates with their own ideas or beliefs in seclusion?


Hey hey hey hey Love letters and cell phones
The recurring thought of past relationships and communication through technology


Filled up with dead codes to old homes Connect you to no one A message for no one Scroll through the old ones Colleagues and cousins Obsessions and lovers who write
The fruitless attempts of trying to reconnect with past lovers and relationships through outdated communication methods


Scroll through the future Will you find another? Will you find another? Will you find a lawyer? A teacher? A brother? A healer? Or what? Hey hey hey hey
The uncertain search for future relationships and connections, questioning what kind of person or profession they will be


I've got a message for you From the monopines Shell trunk and poor disguise I've got a message to no one From the monopines Steel trunk shoots for the sky
The message is unknown, from an unclear sender, who may be camouflaged or concealed


Don't wait to hear from me Brace your face for the fist of spring I got a feeling that can never be I got a feeling it can never be That's my tendency
A warning to prepare for impending change, as the feeling is unlikely to be a positive one


Who lives on the nightstand Where you close your eyes? After a soft good-bye There's no dialtone to linger on No mystery to unwind
Reminiscing on past relationships, knowing that communication has ceased and there is no intrigue or mystery to unravel


The way you thought it would be You thought it would be You thought it would be
Reflecting on how past experiences or relationships may not have lived up to initial expectations


The words rumble under the thunder of the year's first storm The words rumble under the thunder The words rumble under the thunder of the year's first storm The words rumble under the thunder
The chaos of change or the unknown is causing disruptions and disorder


Every blade of grass is a knife Breaking through earth on its way to the sky
Every obstacle faced on the path to success is sharp and painful, but necessary to reach new heights


In the atmosphere, words that missed their target ear All colliding into flames Past the timberline, some urgent words of mine Are being mangled by their monopine
Miscommunication and missed connections are causing conflicts and destruction, while the sender's urgent message is distorted and misunderstood


Way past the highest cloud Words are slipping in and out Of a trick dimension Me and a box of wine We're running out of time To capture your attention I want to hear you breathe To know just what you need Come and connect me to you I want to hear you breathe Come and connect me to you
The struggle to communicate and connect through different dimensions is taking a toll, and the desire to understand and hear the other person is growing stronger




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