Spinning Centers
Chelsea Wolfe Lyrics


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when the minute goes by faster than the feet
when the winter passes slowly as defeat
when the face of death is after me spinning

only dream of me
only dream of me

when the children speak of sinners in the street
when the fever hits the center of our feet
when our palms are burnt like balmy winter trees





only dream of me
only dream of me

Overall Meaning

In Chelsea Wolfe's song Spinning Centers, the lyrics explore the concept of mortality and the inevitability of death. In the opening lines, the song speaks to the idea that time can seem to move both quickly and slowly - sometimes a minute can fly by, while other times winter seems to last forever. This juxtaposition of time serves to highlight the fleeting nature of existence and how we may feel powerless in the face of it all.


The second verse delves further into the idea of death, with children speaking of sinners in the street and a fever taking hold in the center of our feet. The imagery is haunting and serves to illustrate how death can seem all-consuming, like a force that permeates every aspect of our lives. The final line about palms burnt like balmy winter trees is particularly striking, as it suggests that even in the coldest and bleakest of seasons, there is still potential for destruction and loss.


Overall, Spinning Centers is a powerful meditation on mortality and the human experience. The lyrics combine desolate imagery with a sense of resignation, as if the singer knows that death is inevitable and there is little they can do to stop it.


Line by Line Meaning

when the minute goes by faster than the feet
When time seems to pass quickly, without feeling its progress


when the winter passes slowly as defeat
When winter feels like a burden that stretches out, oppressive


when the face of death is after me spinning
When the fear of death feels like a whirlwind, surrounding and overwhelming


only dream of me
Take solace in thoughts of me, find comfort


when the children speak of sinners in the street
When the innocent speak of the faults of others in the open, without understanding


when the fever hits the center of our feet
When illness or emotion feels intense and physically manifest


when our palms are burnt like balmy winter trees
When the discomfort of life feels deeply rooted, overwhelming, and inescapable


only dream of me
Find refuge in thoughts of me, escape the burdens of reality




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