Waiting for the 7.18
Bloc Party Lyrics


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Waiting for the seven eighteen
January is endless
Weary-eyed and forlorn
The Northern Line is the loudest

Sitting in silence in bars after work
I've got nothing to add or contest
Can still kick a ball a hundred yards
We cling to bottles and memories of the past

(Give me moments)
Just give me moments (give me moments)
Not hours or days (give me moments)
Just give me moments (give me moments)

Grinding your teeth in the middle of the night
With the sadness of those molars
Spend all your spare time trying to escape

With crosswords and sudoku

If I could do it again
I'd make more mistakes
I'd not be so scared of falling

If I could do it again,
I'd climb more trees
I'd pick and I'd eat more wild
Blackberries

(Give me moments)

Just give me moments (give me moments)
Not hours or days (give me moments)
Just give me moments (give me moments)





[Repeat: x8]
Let's drive to Brighton on the weekend

Overall Meaning

The song 7:18 by Bloc Party explores the themes of monotony, nostalgia and the passage of time. The singer of the song is waiting for the seven eighteen train, a mundane and repetitive task that he has presumably done countless times before. The lyrics express a sense of weariness and forlornness, as though the journey has lost all meaning to him. The Northern Line, which is mentioned as being the loudest, adds to this sense of discomfort and frustration. The song also touches upon the singer's inability to engage with his current surroundings, as he sits in bars after work in silence, with nothing to add or contest. He looks to cling onto memories of the past and finds solace in moments, rather than long periods of time.


The lyrics then take a reflective turn, as the singer contemplates the passage of time and the choices he has made. He confesses to grinding his teeth in the middle of the night, with the sadness of those molars. It's a visceral image that speaks to a deep sense of unease and dissatisfaction. The crosswords and sudoku he uses to escape only serve to highlight the emptiness of his life. He then imagines how he would do things differently if he could go back in time. He would make more mistakes, not be so scared of falling and would climb more trees and pick more wild blackberries. The song comes full circle with a plea for moments, rather than hours or days, and ends with the idea of driving to Brighton on the weekend, reclaiming the sense of adventure that seems to have been lost.


Line by Line Meaning

Waiting for the seven eighteen
Feeling stuck in a repetitive routine and longing for a change in life.


January is endless
The monotony of winter months and feeling like time is passing too slowly.


Weary-eyed and forlorn
Feeling tired and sad, likely from the sense of unfulfillment from daily life.


The Northern Line is the loudest
The louder the noise, the worse the loneliness feels, perhaps referring to the noisy commute without any meaningful human connections.


Sitting in silence in bars after work
Feeling disconnected from others and unable to engage in conversation, often isolating oneself in a social setting.


I've got nothing to add or contest
Being uninterested or unable to contribute to conversations, often feeling insignificant.


Can still kick a ball a hundred yards
Despite feeling disconnected from others, still having skills or talents as a reminder of identity and worth.


We cling to bottles and memories of the past
Holding onto past experiences and the escapism of alcohol as a means of avoiding the present reality.


Grinding your teeth in the middle of the night
Experiencing stress and anxiety, likely from a sense of unfulfilled life.


With the sadness of those molars
The emotional pain and sadness being literally felt in one's teeth.


Spend all your spare time trying to escape
Constantly looking for ways to escape from the daily routine, perhaps through leisure activities or indulging in distractions.


With crosswords and sudoku
Using mind games as a way to escape and distract oneself from the present reality.


If I could do it again
Regretting choices from the past and wishing for a chance to do things differently.


I'd make more mistakes
Wishing for more opportunities to learn and grow from mistakes as opposed to being afraid of making them.


I'd not be so scared of falling
Regretting not taking more risks and being too afraid of failure.


I'd climb more trees
Wishing for more experiences of spontaneity and childlike innocence.


I'd pick and I'd eat more wild blackberries
Wishing for more experiences of savoring and appreciating the simple pleasures in life.


Let's drive to Brighton on the weekend
Embracing the opportunity for adventure and spontaneity in the present moment.




Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG

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