Cities
Cabinet of Natural Curiosities Lyrics


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CITIES

Quietly, quietly
The cars' headlights are stars, you see
As the city comes creeping

Silently, silently
The moon looks over her shoulder
At the grass lands
Turned into boulders

So come to me
Run with me
Roll in the grass with me
Until the grass turns gray with concrete

Until the grass lands are gold
with lights of the ones they hold

So come to me
Run with me

Roll in the grass with me
Until the grass turns gray with concrete

Overall Meaning

In "Cities", Cabinet of Natural Curiosities portrays the transformation of natural habitats and the impact of urbanization on them. The song opens with a melancholic tune that complements the lyrics "quietly, quietly, the cars' headlights are stars, you see, as the city comes creeping." The band paints a picture of urbanization creeping up on the natural world, as the city grows and expands. The line "the moon looks over her shoulder at the grasslands turned into boulders" depicts the inevitability of industrialization on its impact on the natural environment. The imagery in the verse highlights the encroachment of the city on the natural world, as well as the slow disappearance of green spaces.


The chorus of the song portrays a call to action, to celebrate and cherish the disappearing green spaces before they are swallowed by the concrete jungle. The lyrics "so come to me, run with me, roll in the grass with me, until the grass turns gray with concrete" is a plea to enjoy, revel, and absorb the dwindling green spaces before they disappear altogether. The lyrics portray a sense of urgency, a desire to enjoy the beauty and freedom of nature, before the cities consume them completely.


Line by Line Meaning

Quietly, quietly
In hushed tones, softly murmuring,


The cars' headlights are stars, you see
The shining beams of vehicle headlights resemble distant constellations, illuminating the urban night sky.


As the city comes creeping
As the bustling city gradually infiltrates and envelops the surroundings.


Silently, silently
In an unvoiced manner, without a sound,


The moon looks over her shoulder
The moon glances back, watchfully observing the world beneath her glow.


At the grass lands
Gazing at the expansive fields of grass,


Turned into boulders
Now transformed, replaced with cold, unyielding stones of urban development.


So come to me
Thus, I invite you to approach me,


Run with me
Join me in an exhilarating flight of freedom,


Roll in the grass with me
Let us share joyful moments playing, losing ourselves in the lush greenery.


Until the grass turns gray with concrete
Until this vibrant nature fades away, overtaken by sterile urban structures.


Until the grass lands are gold
Until the once lush fields become brilliant yet artificial, radiant with urban lights.


with lights of the ones they hold
Shining bright with the glimmer of those cherished by the city, illuminating their presence.


So come to me
Hence, I call upon you once more,


Run with me
Let us escape together in a vibrant rush of life,


Roll in the grass with me
Let us revel in the freedom of nature, forgetting the constraints of the city.


Until the grass turns gray with concrete
Until the lushness of our surroundings is replaced with the starkness of urban growth.




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Written by: Jasmine Dreame Wagner

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