Part Time Believer
Boy & Bear Lyrics


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We've run out of reasons
Losing sight of what it's supposed to be
A part time believer, still true
We've somehow conceded
This sense of self-evasive solitude
It means way too much to me

And I hope you know how lucky you are

Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony
I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones
See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work
So I could show him all the chords that I'd learned
See I was under the impression I was gonna lead
Some kind of simple, understated life
But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory
And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh

It's been way too long
It seems that I can celebrate my meaning
For I am too young, too warm
The fib won't release
It pulls and it pushes me
Till I wither, till I wither, till I wither

And I hope you know how lucky you are

Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony
I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones
See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work
So I could show him all the chords that I've learned
See I was under the impression I was gonna lead
Some kind of simple understated life
But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory
And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh

And no, you dare
You run like a lion
To defend your senses
And oh it seems it cuts to the core




It's not the same my friend no more
No oh oh

Overall Meaning

The song "Part Time Believer" by Boy & Bear is a melancholic reflection on lost ambitions and self-doubt. The opening lines, "We've run out of reasons/Losing sight of what it's supposed to be," suggest a feeling of disillusionment and confusion. The singer seems to be in a state of self-doubt, describing himself as a "part time believer" who has "conceded" to a sense of "self-evasive solitude." His conviction has weakened, and he feels lost and unsure of his place in the world.


The singer reflects on his past aspirations of leading a simple and understated life. He reminisces about sitting on his balcony, listening to the Rolling Stones and waiting for his dad to come home so he could show him all the chords he had learned. He had hoped to achieve something meaningful but now finds himself "living in the shadows of a memory" of his former self. The chorus "And I hope you know how lucky you are" suggests the singer is envious of those who have found their purpose and have a clear sense of direction in life.


The final verse conveys a sense of frustration and hopelessness. The singer laments that it has been "way too long" since he has felt like celebrating his meaning in life. He describes feeling held back by a "fib" that won't release, pulling and pushing him until he withers away. The final lines "And no, you dare/You run like a lion/To defend your senses/And oh it seems it cuts to the core/It's not the same my friend no more" suggest that the singer is trying to muster up the courage to push past his insecurities and regain control of his life.


Overall, "Part Time Believer" is a poignant and relatable exploration of self-doubt and the search for purpose in life.


Line by Line Meaning

We've run out of reasons
We have exhausted all our reasons


Losing sight of what it's supposed to be
We have lost focus on what is expected


A part time believer, still true
Despite being a part-time believer, I am still committed


We've somehow conceded
We have somehow given up


This sense of self-evasive solitude
The feeling of avoiding oneself seems too strong


It means way too much to me
This issue is important to me


And I hope you know how lucky you are
I hope you appreciate how fortunate you are


Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony
I recall relaxing on my balcony


I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones
I was listening to Rolling Stones music


See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work
I was waiting for my father to return home from work


So I could show him all the chords that I'd learned
So that I could display all the chords I had acquired


See I was under the impression I was gonna lead
I was under the impression that I would lead


Some kind of simple, understated life
I thought my life would be simple and modest


But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory
But now I am living in the recollections of past events


And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh
I truly desire that things will turn out better, really


It's been way too long
It's been much too long


It seems that I can celebrate my meaning
It appears that I am able to appreciate my purpose


For I am too young, too warm
Because I am too inexperienced, too optimistic


The fib won't release
The falsehood won't leave


It pulls and it pushes me
It drags and propels me


Till I wither, till I wither, till I wither
Until I shrivel up and die


And no, you dare
And I forbid you from trying


You run like a lion
You run like a ferocious animal


To defend your senses
To protect your perceptions


And oh it seems it cuts to the core
And it evidently strikes at the heart of the matter


It's not the same my friend no more
It's not the way it used to be anymore, my friend


No oh oh
No, no, no




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DAVID HOSKING, JACOB TARASENKO, JONATHAN HART, KILLIAN GAVIN, TIMOTHY HART

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