The Crossing
Cascadeur feat. Stuart A. Staples & Médéric Collignon Lyrics
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Point to the cross
Scratches on walls in a room
Draw out your loss
Your islands are conquered and you are returned
To the throne
Martyrs take penance and fill up the mattress
With stones
Chorus
Pull straws with holy men
Stain all the atlas pink
And let us find a beach
Where we can cross our hearts
Stand in the wind as the carousels spin
Wear out your welcome again
Stand in the silence of mountains and
Wear out your welcome again
Mornings hit hard with an uncontrollable light
Piercing the senses that click deep in the night
Crouched in a pillow of straw feet on the floor
Creeping a path to the mat that holds back the door
Chorus
Build up great railways that run through the horns of the moon
Hold up a city with cast-iron museum walls
Explain your machines to the boys feed them with tools
Bring out the skill in your skin polish your hair
Chorus
Stand in the wind as the carousels spin
Wear out your welcome again
Stand on the silence of mountains and
Take your rib down to the sea
Stand in the wind as the carousels spin
Wear out your welcome again
Stand on the silence of mountains and
Take your rib down to the sea
The song "The Crossing" by Cascadeur feat. Stuart A. Staples & Médéric Collignon is a deeply introspective and contemplative piece about loss, longing, and the search for a place to belong. The opening lines, "Maps on the back of your hands, point to the cross, scratches on walls in a room, draw out your loss", symbolize the sense of displacement and disorientation that the singer feels. The metaphor of maps and scratches on walls suggest an attempt to find one's way or create a sense of permanence, but these efforts are ultimately futile.
The next lines, "Your islands are conquered and you are returned to the throne, martyrs take penance and fill up the mattress with stones", hint at a history of conquest and oppression. The singer appears to be an outsider or marginalized individual who is struggling to find a place in a world that continues to reject them. The chorus, "Pull straws with holy men, stain all the atlas pink, and let us find a beach where we can cross our hearts", suggests a desire for connection and unity with others who are similarly searching.
The final stanza, "Stand in the wind as the carousels spin, wear out your welcome again, stand on the silence of mountains and take your rib down to the sea", brings the song to a powerful and poignant conclusion. The imagery of standing in the wind and wearing out one's welcome suggests a sense of impermanence and transience, but the final line, "take your rib down to the sea", offers a glimmer of hope and the promise of renewal through connection to the natural world.
Line by Line Meaning
Maps on the back of your hands
You carry the scars of past battles on your hands
Point to the cross
They guide you towards your beliefs
Scratches on walls in a room
The marks of your struggles are present everywhere
Draw out your loss
Confront the sorrow that haunts you
Your islands are conquered and you are returned
You have lost your safe havens and been thrust back into power
To the throne
You now hold a position of authority
Martyrs take penance and fill up the mattress
Suffering becomes a mode of atonement for those who have given their lives
With stones
Their sacrifices are heavy and unyielding
Pull straws with holy men
Take chances on your beliefs and superstitions
Stain all the atlas pink
Reimagine the world to disregard existing boundaries
And let us find a beach
Discover a peaceful place to ease our troubles
Where we can cross our hearts
Open ourselves up completely to the possibilities before us
Stand in the wind as the carousels spin
Find peace in the chaos that surrounds you
Wear out your welcome again
Overstay your welcome, but try to leave a lasting impact
Stand in the silence of mountains and
Experience tranquility in the majesty of nature
Mornings hit hard with an uncontrollable light
Sunrise brings harsh illumination to your vulnerabilities
Piercing the senses that click deep in the night
Illumination exposes truths that we try to keep in the darkness
Crouched in a pillow of straw feet on the floor
Accept comfort in the simplest of forms
Creeping a path to the mat that holds back the door
Make a slow journey towards the next chapter of your life
Build up great railways that run through the horns of the moon
Imagine impossible progress and create pathways to the unknown
Hold up a city with cast-iron museum walls
Protect your identity and culture at any cost
Explain your machines to the boys feed them with tools
Teach the next generation of leaders how to build and innovate
Bring out the skill in your skin polish your hair
Present the best version of yourself and strive for perfection
Take your rib down to the sea
Release something within you to the vast and powerful ocean
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Written by: BIG COUNTRY
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@yolindas
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@liesdevos4651
Vu et écouté le 10 septembre au festival de Jazz de la Villette Paris.
Tellement beau j'en ai pleuré.Drôle, cascadeur a admis au concert que lorsqu'il écoute cette chason, il est aussi ému aux larmes.
@thomasledluz868
Portland f-ing Oregon !!!
@claireboutigny4206
Magnifique chanson ! Merci Cascadeur
@PocoQuinn
So glad to finally have this in America! It's wonderful :)
@ArtemSinchuk
amazing!! wainting for new EP :)
@charliedavot9766
For those looking for the EP: Amazon.com. Name: Cascadeur - Title: Ghost surfer.
@MK-lg6wd
Mehr davon, mehrmehrmehr!!!
@toktoomee
Would love to interview you if you stop in New York one day!
@PocoQuinn
Ahhh I really want the full track, but I'm in America