Disappear
Bjørn Riis Lyrics
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With the sun in her hair, she calls your name
Never leave you out of sight
She keeps her baby to herself
And in the safety of her arms
You gaze into your future
In a box under your bed you keep your memories
And all the great ideas you stole from someone else
You pretend and make believe
Here it comes again, you′re being paralysed
And it feels just like, your head is about to burst
Don't wanna breathe or stay awake no more
So you′re closing down and disappear
The lyrics of Bjørn Riis's song Disappear describe a person's struggle with their own thoughts, memories, and feelings. The imagery of a field with a woman's voice and the sun in her hair creates a sense of a peaceful, idyllic setting, yet the singer is being pulled in many different directions. The woman represents a sense of security and comfort, yet she keeps her baby to herself, indicating that the singer may feel isolated and alone. The line "You gaze into your future" implies that the singer is unsure of what their future holds, and perhaps they feel directionless.
The second verse describes the singer's attempt to cope with their confusion by compartmentalizing their memories and ideas, but they still don't know how to feel or act. The line "you pretend and make believe" suggests that the singer is putting on a facade, perhaps for the benefit of others, while inside they are struggling to deal with their own thoughts and emotions. The chorus describes a moment of intense anxiety, where the singer feels paralyzed and overwhelmed. The final line, "So you're closing down and disappear", suggests the singer is seeking to escape their turmoil by withdrawing from the world.
Overall, the lyrics of Disappear offer a poignant portrayal of the difficulty of dealing with one's own inner struggles and the desire to retreat from the world when it all becomes too much.
Line by Line Meaning
Way out in the field you hear her voice
Her words echo in the distance, reaching out to you as a reminder of a past you cannot forget.
With the sun in her hair, she calls your name
Her presence and the allure of past memories tempt and taunt you, calling you to return to what once was.
Never leave you out of sight
Her fixation on you and your past together is unwavering, a watchful presence that never dissipates.
She keeps her baby to herself
She hoards the memories of your shared past, holding them as secrets to be kept solely by her.
And in the safety of her arms
Within the confines of the past, she offers an illusion of security even as the present fades away.
You gaze into your future
As you look back on the past, you cannot help but question the future that lies ahead without the love and nostalgia that once defined your present.
In a box under your bed you keep your memories
You cling to past memories as a tangible reminder of what once was, hoping to keep them close and alive despite the passage of time.
And all the great ideas you stole from someone else
Even as you search for inspiration and meaning in life, you can't help but feel like you are an imposter, stealing from the experiences and ideas of others alike.
Never knowing how to feel, what to say or do
Uncertainty and indecision plague you, making it difficult to navigate life without a clear sense of purpose or direction.
You pretend and make believe
You create a facade of contentment and fulfillment, pretending to be happy in the hopes that one day it may become a reality.
Here it comes again, you're being paralysed
The weight of the past and the uncertainty of the future overwhelm you, rendering you powerless in the present.
And it feels just like, your head is about to burst
The pressure of living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others becomes suffocating, causing a sense of impending explosion.
Don't wanna breathe or stay awake no more
The struggle of simply existing becomes too much to bear, leading you to wish for escape from the burdens of life.
So you're closing down and disappear
As the weight of the past and uncertainty of the future become unbearable, you retreat into yourself, seeking solace in isolation and detachment from reality.
Writer(s): Sergio Crestana, Miguel Gaspar, Amorim Ricardo Teixeira, Pedro Paixao Telhado, Fernando Miguel Reveiro
Contributed by Anna V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@jj64magalhaes
way out in the field you hear her voice
with the sun in her hair she calls your name
never leave you out of sight
she keeps her baby to her self
and in the safety of her arms
you gaze into your future
in a box under your bed you keep your memories
and all the great ideas you stole from someone else
never knowing how to feel, what to say or do
you pretend and make belive
here it comes again, you're being paralysed
and it feels just like your head's about the burst
don't wanna breathe or stay awake no more
so you're closing down and disappear
@isaacsosa6815
There is not a single song from Airbag or Bjorn Riis that I don't like. I can listen to their music all day and don't get bored. My 1 year old daughter falls deeply in sleep with these "lullabies" after listening to at least 3 songs in complete silence and calm. It's just awesome how it brings all the best feelings to a flow, and if you combine a high quality sound, feeling & passion for the music, and doing it while looking at my daughter immerse to the music and falling a sleep in my arms.... There is no better way to describe "Magic". Love these guys, can't wait for their new album to come out.
@JPFreshProg
Norweigen Bjorn Riis is also a main player in the outstanding band "Airbag", also based in Norway. It is all so very mesmerizing indeed!
@martinpowell5769
This has to be one of the most beautiful and haunting songs ever written by anybody, anywhere- ever, wonderfully played
@luciernagaluri7823
I love this.... this is sooo good.... magical.... melancholical... it blows my mind.
@sukkelsmurf
compliments to Bjorn! excellent album. even better than airbag.
@parzooman
I find this music wonderfully melancholy. However, it is a pastiche albeit a good one of Steven Wilson's style. I find it quite remarkable that he's able to capture Wilson's writing style as if he's channeling him. That said, the quality is actually on par with Wilson's work.
@timcrafton4669
strings and blues guitar, beautiful !
@jj64magalhaes
way out in the field you hear her voice
with the sun in her hair she calls your name
never leave you out of sight
she keeps her baby to her self
and in the safety of her arms
you gaze into your future
in a box under your bed you keep your memories
and all the great ideas you stole from someone else
never knowing how to feel, what to say or do
you pretend and make belive
here it comes again, you're being paralysed
and it feels just like your head's about the burst
don't wanna breathe or stay awake no more
so you're closing down and disappear
@quark6766
Brilliant.
@animeshkpg
Absolutely remarkable