Song For My Father
Anderson Brett Lyrics


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Now my body is sand
And the wind blows through me
Like the soil on your hand
I am compost and leaves

And my life has gone, darling
And now I am free
And my life has gone, darling

Like words made of sand
Like the shivering trees
And my life was a flower
And love was the leaves
But nobody saw any beauty in me

And my life has gone, darling
And now i am free
And my life has gone, darling

Like words made of sand
Like the shivering trees

When your life was gone, darling
And when you were free
When your life was gone, darling

Your words made of sand
So be nothing with me




Words made of sand
Just words made of sand

Overall Meaning

In Anderson Brett's "Song For My Father," the chorus repeats the phrase "And my life has gone, darling, and now I am free." This reflects on the theme of death and the singer's philosophical ponderings on what happens to us after we die. The first verse begins with the imagery of the singer's body being sand and the wind blowing through it. This metaphorical comparison of the body to sand represents the impermanence and fragility of human life. The following line, "Like the soil on your hand I am compost and leaves," further emphasizes the cyclical nature of life, as the decomposed matter from past life becomes sustenance for new life.


The second verse compares the singer's life to a flower and love to the leaves. The line "But nobody saw any beauty in me" speaks to feelings of loneliness and lack of appreciation for one's life. The repetition of the line "Like words made of sand, like the shivering trees" is both a nod to the first verse's imagery and a representation of the impermanence of language and the fleeting nature of existence.


Line by Line Meaning

Now my body is sand
My physical being has been reduced to sand through some transformative process.


And the wind blows through me
I feel no resistance or solidity as I am now a mere collection of particles.


Like the soil on your hand
The sand that I have become is similar to the dirt on your hand that can be blown away by a gust of wind.


I am compost and leaves
I have transformed into an organic matter that will eventually serve as a nourishing substance for a new life.


And my life has gone, darling
My earthly existence has ceased to exist, my time has come to an end.


And now I am free
I am unencumbered by the constraints of a bodily existence, my spirit is free to ascend.


Like words made of sand
My memories and experiences have drifted away like words written in the sand that are easily erased by the wind.


Like the shivering trees
Just as tree branches sway and shake in the wind, my existence has been similarly fleeting and transitory.


And my life was a flower
In my existence, I was a fleeting and beautiful moment like a blooming flower.


And love was the leaves
Love was like the leaves that accompanied me throughout my life, helping me grow and flourish.


But nobody saw any beauty in me
Others failed to recognize and appreciate my inner beauty, which was just as fleeting as my outer beauty.


When your life was gone, darling
In the same way that my life has ended, your life too will eventually come to an end.


And when you were free
After your passing, you too will be able to transcend the earthly realm and be free.


Your words made of sand
Even the memories and stories you share will eventually disintegrate and be forgotten by time like the sands blown away by the winds.


So be nothing with me
Let's embrace the transitory nature of existence and be nothing together.


Words made of sand
All our words and thoughts can be easily dispersed and forgotten, like the sands of time.




Lyrics Ā© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRETT ANDERSON, FREDERICK WILLAIM BALL

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