Thrush and Wake
Autumn Tears Lyrics


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Feel the ancient sound
With a feathered pulse
The aged thrush
Bound to death's dark wing

Silently it asks
"Do we need joy?"
It's nothing more
Than shame and loss

Morning choir sings
To warm the hearts




Of crueler beings
As they take my wings

Overall Meaning

Autumn Tears's song, "Thrush and Wake," is a hauntingly beautiful piece of music that speaks to the complexities of the human experience. The lyrics begin by describing an "ancient sound" that can be felt with a "feathered pulse." This sound is embodied by an "aged thrush" that is "bound to death's dark wing." The thrush appears to be silently questioning the necessity of joy, wondering if it is worth the pain and struggles that come with life. The lyrics then suggest that joy may be nothing more than "shame and loss," hinting at the idea that even the most joyful experiences in life are fleeting and ultimately lead to pain and suffering.


The second stanza of the song describes a "morning choir," presumably made up of other birds, who sing to "warm the hearts of crueler beings." This line suggests that the beauty of life, as embodied by the music of the choir, is lost on those who are wicked or indifferent. The final line of the song speaks to the singer's sense of loss, as they feel that their wings have been taken away from them.


Overall, "Thrush and Wake" is a powerful exploration of the themes of life, death, joy, and loss. The lyrics are layered and complex, inviting multiple interpretations and perspectives.


Line by Line Meaning

Feel the ancient sound
Experience the resonance of long-gone eras


With a feathered pulse
Emphasized heartbeat akin to that of a bird


The aged thrush
The old, tired bird


Bound to death's dark wing
Inevitably connected to death and the unknown beyond


Silently it asks
Without making a sound, it poses a question


"Do we need joy?"
Wondering if happiness or contentment is necessary


It's nothing more
There's nothing else to the truth behind the matter


Than shame and loss
Besides remorse and losing something important


Morning choir sings
The birds in the morning are chorusing


To warm the hearts
For the purpose to make the hearts full of fondness


Of crueler beings
More sadistic creatures


As they take my wings
It refers to the painful loss of something valuable or essential




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