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parade
Antlers Lyrics
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A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
In the song "Parade" by Antlers, the lyrics discuss the aftermath of a blizzard and how it leads to a grand parade, which is a celebration of the mess that was created. The lyrics convey the contrast between the excitement and celebration of the parade and the emptiness that replaces it once the streets are flooded. The idea of proximity is also discussed as we are already together in the same place, but our phones do not work, which suggests a disconnect between our technology and our physical surroundings. The song suggests that being together in the present moment is more important than being connected virtually.
The lyrics also speak of lying down in a field and doing nothing, preparing for a time when everything will be wonderful. They mention broken bones and feathers, alluding to the idea of being grounded and connected to the earth, which is a stark contrast to the celebration and parade mentioned earlier. There is a sense of isolation, as if the singer is creating an island apart from the ceaseless war on the heart that is experienced in the outside world.
As the song progresses, it shifts focus to the present moment where the singer and another person are both 19 and newly on their own. They find themselves in a parking lot and start again, effectively erasing the memory of the mess they have made. The song provides a sense of hope and possibility, as the lyrics convey the idea that it is possible to leave our past behind and start anew.
Line by Line Meaning
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
After they create a mess with the blizzard, they come together and celebrate by throwing a massive parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
The parade serves as an excuse for them to celebrate the mess they've made rather than trying to fix it
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
When the streets get flooded, they realize the value of being close to others because they can rely on each other for support
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
They are physically together in the same place, which is more valuable than being connected through phones when communication fails
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
They take a break from the chaos and relax in a peaceful field
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
They are hopeful for a time when everything is good and positive
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
They are willing to endure pain and suffering to have a place of understanding and acceptance
In a meadow, uncut and understood
They find solace and belonging in a meadow that is untouched and where they can be themselves
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
They can create a safe haven away from the continuous battle within their own hearts
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
They create a stronghold that cannot be overcome
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Their stronghold protects them from harm and keeps them safe no matter where they go
Erasing horror and disgust
Their fortress erases any negative emotions and feelings of disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
They can go back and undo any sadness and negative experiences from their past
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
They question if they have endured enough pain and hardship to deserve such a strong fortress
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
They remember a time when they were young and starting their own lives
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
They only had each other and a sense of belonging to intangible places
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
They discover two empty seats in a deserted parking lot, perhaps symbolizing new opportunities ahead
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
They are in a place where they have burned all their bridges and are free from police surveillance
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
They can sense a shift in the air when a new day starts
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
They are optimistic that the coming year will bring success and victory
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
They use the remnants from their previous celebrations to create something new
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
They start anew without lingering on their past mistakes and problems
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: DARBY CICCI, MICHAEL LERNER, PETER SILBERMAN
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LYRICS
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
micky dee
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is “each other” and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
DubyaC
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade-
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made.
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth,
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work.
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all,
and I’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
for just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood,
in a meadow, uncut and understood.
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
Erasing horror and disgust,
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.
And I can feel the difference when the day begins,
like all I know is, "This year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
and start again, before the memory of the mess we've made.
micky dee
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
Robyn Shorrock
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade-
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made.
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth,
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work.
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all,
and I’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
for just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood,
in a meadow, uncut and understood.
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
Erasing horror and disgust,
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.
And I can feel the difference when the day begins,
like all I know is, "This year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
and start again, before the memory of the mess we've made.
M C
Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
Andrew028
Been playing this on repeat. Can't begin to describe how much this song has helped me out
Corey Blanton
This song is absolutely gorgeous. It's also inspiring to want to find a relationship that's even somewhat close as to relate to the feelings described. But also depressing since I've lost so many that could've been.
I want to throw a parade for love instead of loss..
Absalón Herbert
No doubt the best song this year, damn underrated!!
Martin L
I agree. This was easily my favorite song off the album.
Bobby Hill
Hello from 2018. This album really stuck with me, it's sort of the perfect record for making dinner on a cool summer evening.
Whyyell
I love this song awesome !
Shandana A. Durrani
just discovered them and this gem. i love anything with trumpets so win win with the sublime lyrics..
Matteo Tibolla | UX Researcher
This song makes me cry, it's beautiful.
inshield
Can't stop listening to this. So beautiful.
Audrey M
love you guys. you’ll always be my favourite band