Feast Of Fools
Bruce Cockburn Lyrics


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At the feast of fools
Humour can sometimes be cruel
But under certain conditions
You have to forget the rules

At the feast of fools
Everybody has a voice
Nobody goes to the bottom
Except by their own choice

It's time for the silent criers to be held in love
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them to get that final shove
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize which turns out to be nothing

At the feast of fools
Outlaws can all come home
You can wear any disguise you want
But you'll be naked past the bone

At the feast of fools
People's hands weave light
There is a diamond wind
Flowering in the darkest night

It's time for the silent criers to be held in love
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them to get that final shove
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize which turns out to be (a big fat) nothing.

It's time for the singers of songs without hope to take a hard look and start from scratch again
It's time for these headlights racing against inescapable dark to be just forgotten




It's time for Harlequin to leap out of the future into the midst of a world of dancers
It's time for us all to stand hushed in the cathedral of silence waiting at the river's end.

Overall Meaning

The song "Feast of Fools" by Bruce Cockburn is a contemplative and introspective piece that delves into the ideas of breaking free from societal norms and being oneself. It implies that despite the expected consequences of humor that is sometimes cruel, one must let go of the societal rules and restrictions, and embrace their own individuality. The title of the song comes from the medieval Catholic festival of the same name. During this time, people indulged in excessive eating, drinking, and singing, breaking free from the societal constraints of the time.


The song's lyrics describe the empowerment of people to be who they want to be during the Feast of Fools. The reference to "silent criers" denotes people who may not have the freedom to express themselves, while the "ones who dig graves for them" are the ones that perpetuate societal norms and restrict individuality. The song also refers to "faceless kings of corporations," signifying the lack of individuality and personal identity caused by the corporate world. Through these descriptions, the song discusses the importance of breaking free from the societal chains and embracing oneself to find inner joy and peace.


Overall, the song "Feast of Fools" speaks to the human need for self-expression and the dangers of succumbing to societal norms, often at the cost of personal identity. The song's insights, delivered through the poignant lyrics, urge listeners to look deep within, find their unique voice, and embrace the courage to express themselves authentically.


Line by Line Meaning

At the feast of fools
At a gathering where people let go of their inhibitions


Humour can sometimes be cruel
Jokes can hurt people's feelings in this setting


But under certain conditions
Context matters


You have to forget the rules
You have to let loose


Everybody has a voice
Everyone's opinions are valued


Nobody goes to the bottom
No one is excluded


Except by their own choice
Unless they choose to remove themselves


It's time for the silent criers to be held in love
It's time for those struggling silently to receive care and support


It's time for the ones who dig graves for them to get that final shove
It's time for those causing harm to be held accountable


It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for everyone, even those in power, to broaden their perspectives


It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize which turns out to be nothing
It's time for a revolution, even if it leads to nothing tangible


Outlaws can all come home
Those who have been ostracized can find belonging in this space


You can wear any disguise you want
You can be whoever you want to be


But you'll be naked past the bone
Your true self will be revealed


People's hands weave light
People have the power to create beauty


There is a diamond wind
There is something magical in the air


Flowering in the darkest night
Beauty can arise from difficult circumstances


It's time for the singers of songs without hope to take a hard look and start from scratch again
It's time for those who have lost hope to reevaluate and find a new path


It's time for these headlights racing against inescapable dark to be just forgotten
It's time to let go of the fear of the unknown


It's time for Harlequin to leap out of the future into the midst of a world of dancers
It's time for unexpected joy to enter our lives


It's time for us all to stand hushed in the cathedral of silence waiting at the river's end.
It's time for us to be still and wait for what comes next




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