Few Minutes on Friday
Bright Eyes Lyrics


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She kills, with foreign films, the emptiness of day to day
And I wait until the weekend comes
So I can clear this uselessness from my brain
I count the days until she arrives

Those precious minutes when she is mine
As we walk from my front door to her car
We are so close and alone
But that will disappear in a room filled with the warmth

Of others company
There is too much company
I hide my wounded pride and stare off into the other cars
If I could just speak the words to tell her

Exactly how I feel
I count the ways that I might say it
But I know that none of them will work because
She won't feel the same

I've come this far
But I can't go through with it because the truth would hurt
Too much
This hurts too much

She goes back to the west coast to drink in the sunshine
And I will stay here in these dead plains
And try to make a seed grow
And I would pray for rain





If I thought that that would help

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Bright Eyes's "Few Minutes on Friday" tell a story of a longing for connection and the struggles of opening up to someone you care about. The singer waits eagerly for the weekend when they can spend time with someone special who helps fill the emptiness of their day-to-day life. They count down the days until they can be in the same space and savor the moments they get to spend together, even if it's just a few precious minutes.


The singer describes the closeness and intimacy they share during those moments, but also acknowledges the looming reality that they will soon be surrounded by others and forced to hide behind a facade of wounded pride. The singer struggles to express their feelings and fears rejection, believing deep down that their love will never be reciprocated.


The final verses express the pain felt when the person they long for must leave - returning to the west coast to indulge in the sunshine while the singer remains in their "dead plains". The final lines express a sense of desperation and longing, as they wish for something as simple as rain to bring growth and change into their life.


Overall, the lyrics of "Few Minutes on Friday" convey a sense of yearning and isolation, as the singer grapples with their own emotional limitations and struggles to find connection with others.


Line by Line Meaning

She kills, with foreign films, the emptiness of day to day
She fills the void of my mundane life by watching foreign films


And I wait until the weekend comes
I eagerly anticipate the weekend to spend time with her


So I can clear this uselessness from my brain
I look forward to spending time with her to forget about my daily struggles


I count the days until she arrives
I keep track of the days until she comes to see me


Those precious minutes when she is mine
The brief moments that she is mine are valuable to me


As we walk from my front door to her car
The short distance we walk together is intimate and special


We are so close and alone
We are intimately close to each other


But that will disappear in a room filled with the warmth
Our intimate closeness will end when we enter a room filled with other people


Of others company
The warmth of other people's presence surrounds us


There is too much company
The presence of too many other people is overwhelming


I hide my wounded pride and stare off into the other cars
I conceal my feelings of embarrassment and gaze at the other cars


If I could just speak the words to tell her
If only I could express my feelings of love to her


Exactly how I feel
My emotions are complicated and difficult to articulate


I count the ways that I might say it
I consider various ways to express my feelings of love to her


But I know that none of them will work because
I am aware that my attempts to express my love will not succeed


She won't feel the same
She does not reciprocate my feelings of love


I've come this far
I have invested significant time and energy into our relationship


But I can't go through with it because the truth would hurt
I am unable to confess my love to her because I fear rejection


Too much
The emotional pain of rejection would be unbearable


She goes back to the west coast to drink in the sunshine
She leaves to return to the west coast to enjoy the sun


And I will stay here in these dead plains
I remain in this dull, uneventful place


And try to make a seed grow
I attempt to create something significant in my life


And I would pray for rain
I search for hope and positivity in my life




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