Approaching Armageddon
Bernie Taupin Lyrics


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On a foreign runway delayed by the rain
I looked back on the last ten years
And how my life has changed
Aviator glasses protecting my eyes
Reflecting my emotions on seeing so many die

Death from either life or love
Strung out on a limb
I've seen 'em turn from beer and pills
To scotch and heroin

Never learned to turn the soil
Though I should have done
Daddy was a farmer and we were farmer's sons
But I had plans to plough the streets

A long way from the land
Leaving pool halls full of blood
To the sounds of acoustic bands
Razor blades and common trade

Throats cut on the working man
I've walked through life on broken glass
And I never gave a damn

For its harvest home and the church of England sings
When your approaching Armageddon
Let your baptism and penance

Be the only Lucifer to light your sins
When you've chosen the hard ride
Livin' on God's good side
Approaching Armageddon once again

Bolts of lightning shook me with the price of fame
Rock and roll affected me but country kept me sane
Universal gossip seared my wings
I always rode the roundabouts

But I never tried the swings
Married young and with my guns
I blew her out of my life
It's easy to hold on to time
But it's hard to keep a wife

I only learned to play three chords
My fingers weren't that long
I never wrapped my arms around the neck of someone strong
Moves of blue that strangled me drying up my pen

Til I was left to live my life on a scale from one to ten
Wasted days and endless nights
See the drunkard with the even tan
I was just about to leave the rails
When someone gave a damn

It's two years down and counting the couple on the wire
I've lived and lost and paid the cost
Of fighting fire with fire
Traces of the onetime sometimes cross my mind

But when there's little left you're cruel to be kind
I don't regret a single day
You see, some of it was fun




Ten years on I'm wiser
But I'm still a farmer's son

Overall Meaning

In Bernie Taupin's song "Approaching Armageddon," the singer takes us on a journey through their life, reflecting on the past decade and how much they have changed. The song opens with the singer stuck on a foreign runway, staring out into the rainy night and contemplating their journey. The aviator glasses protecting their eyes become a symbol of their emotional distance and protection from the world. The reflection quickly turns to the stark realities of death, both from a life lived recklessly and love lost.


The singer then reveals that they came from a family of farmers but never learned to "turn the soil," instead choosing to "plough the streets." They recount how they left behind a life of pool halls and acoustic bands for one filled with razor blades and working men struggling to survive. As they approach Armageddon, the end of the world, they suggest that the only way to light the darkness is through personal baptism and penance, rather than relying on outside forces.


Overall, "Approaching Armageddon" is a poignant reflection on life's journey, the choices we make, and the consequences we face. The singer's self-awareness is bittersweet, as they come to terms with what they've lost and gained along the way.


Line by Line Meaning

On a foreign runway delayed by the rain
I was stranded on a foreign runway because of bad weather


I looked back on the last ten years
I reflected on the events and changes of my life over the past decade


And how my life has changed
I realized how much my life has been transformed over the years


Aviator glasses protecting my eyes
I wore aviator glasses to shield my eyes from the bright sunlight


Reflecting my emotions on seeing so many die
As I look back, I feel a profound sense of sadness at the many deaths I have witnessed


Death from either life or love
People die either from living life or from matters of the heart


Strung out on a limb
People can be in precarious situations or be pushed to their limits


I've seen 'em turn from beer and pills
People often turn from alcohol and prescription drugs to harder substances


To scotch and heroin
Drinking whiskey and using heroin become a way of life


Never learned to turn the soil
I never learned how to farm, despite growing up on a farm


Though I should have done
Despite this, I probably should have been more connected to the land


Daddy was a farmer and we were farmer's sons
My father was a farmer, and my brothers and I grew up on the farm


But I had plans to plough the streets
However, I had dreams of making it in the city


A long way from the land
I am now a long way from where I grew up


Leaving pool halls full of blood
I left behind a life of violence and aggression in pool halls


To the sounds of acoustic bands
I moved on to a more peaceful and artistic environment


Razor blades and common trade
Some people feel trapped in a life of violence and desperation


Throats cut on the working man
Working-class people often suffer the most in society


I've walked through life on broken glass
I have faced great challenges and obstacles in my life


And I never gave a damn
Despite all this, I never lost sight of what was important


For its harvest home and the church of England sings
People turn to their faith in times of crisis


When your approaching Armageddon
When the world is coming to an end


Let your baptism and penance
Repent for your sins before it's too late


Be the only Lucifer to light your sins
Confess your sins to Lucifer, who will forgive you


When you've chosen the hard ride
When you've chosen to live a difficult life


Livin' on God's good side
Living a life that pleases God


Approaching Armageddon once again
The world is ending again


Bolts of lightning shook me with the price of fame
I realized the high cost of fame and the toll it takes on one's sanity


Rock and roll affected me but country kept me sane
While rock music shaped me, it was country music that kept me grounded


Universal gossip seared my wings
Rumors and gossip hurt me deeply


I always rode the roundabouts
I have always been one to go with the flow and take whatever comes my way


But I never tried the swings
I never took risks or tried anything new


Married young and with my guns
I got married young and wasn't ready for the responsibility


I blew her out of my life
I ended the marriage abruptly


It's easy to hold on to time
It's easy to stay in the past and not move on


But it's hard to keep a wife
It's difficult to maintain a long-lasting relationship


I only learned to play three chords
I'm not a sophisticated musician and only know a few basic chords


My fingers weren't that long
I am not naturally gifted in playing an instrument


I never wrapped my arms around the neck of someone strong
I never found a strong and supportive person in my life


Moves of blue that strangled me drying up my pen
I struggled to come up with new ideas or inspiration


Til I was left to live my life on a scale from one to ten
I was left to make decisions and live my life with limited choices


Wasted days and endless nights
I spent many days and nights without purpose or direction


See the drunkard with the even tan
I saw a lot of people who were alcoholics, and their skin had a uniform, tanned color


I was just about to leave the rails
I was spiraling out of control and close to hitting rock bottom


When someone gave a damn
Someone finally showed they cared and helped me turn things around


It's two years down and counting the couple on the wire
Two years have passed, and I'm still uncertain about my future


I've lived and lost and paid the cost
I've experienced great loss and faced the consequences of my actions


Of fighting fire with fire
Of facing challenges head-on or fighting aggression with aggression


Traces of the onetime sometimes cross my mind
Sometimes, I can't help but think about my past


But when there's little left you're cruel to be kind
When you don't have much, sometimes you have to make tough decisions that hurt others


I don't regret a single day
I wouldn't change anything that happened in my life


You see, some of it was fun
I also had a lot of good times


Ten years on I'm wiser
Now, ten years later, I know more and have learned a lot


But I'm still a farmer's son
Regardless of where I am or what I've done, the farming life will always be a part of me




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