The Garden
Constellatia Lyrics


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The taste of song
The skin of sea
The pale of bones
The shape beneath

The taste of song
The skin of sea
The pale of bones
The shape beneath

A photo of a river
A song about the waves
A woman spins inside her skirt
On the floor of an abandoned stage

A note inside a pocket
I remember what it said
Words that read like stains
Oh, what is it that you meant?

The taste of song
The skin of sea
The pale of bones
The weight of me

The taste of song
The skin of sea
The pale of bones
The weight of me

To discord
To war
And the heart, it rages on
To land
To sea
Take me with you

The taste of song
The skin of sea
The pale of bones
The shape beneath

And you tread
The earth and firmament
No longer ours
Language and working limbs

There in the night
Exalted, ruthless queen
Old summer dirge
Sing beneath the canopy

Array of green
So lush, do you concede?
I was never yours

Do you concede?
Do you concede?

Devoted to your darker work
My blood leapt from the strangest place
The shrillest of four arias
Words rendered false in the garden

Sorrow tipped its hat and fled
You speak my name and no one wept
Mystique woven in the moon's cleft
I bow my head and bid farewell

In streams of relief
I cup my hands
An ocean overcome
Won't be the last

And it won't
It won't be the last
And it won't
It won't be the last

To discord
To war
And the heart, it rages on
To land
To sea
Take me with you

To transcend
To shore
Usurp with golden thread
To hail




To return
And unravel yet another myth

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Constellatia's song The Garden depict imagery of nature, music, and personal experiences. The opening lines, "The taste of song, The skin of sea, The pale of bones, The shape beneath" essentially create a poetic metaphor in regards to the depth of a person's mind or soul. The next lines, "A photo of a river, A song about the waves, A woman spins inside her skirt, On the floor of an abandoned stage" adds more imagery with the mention of music and movement. The lines, "A note inside a pocket, I remember what it said, Words that read like stains, Oh, what is it that you meant?" refer to a lost or faded letter, creating a feeling of nostalgia and questioning.


The following lines, "To discord, To war, And the heart, it rages on, To land, To sea, Take me with you," touches on a theme of unity and taking action, with the idea of journeying somewhere better. The line "Devoted to your darker work, My blood leapt from the strangest place, The shrillest of four arias, Words rendered false in the garden" describes a fixation on something potentially harmful or negative. The concluding lines, "I cup my hands, An ocean overcome, Won't be the last, And it won't, It won't be the last" creates a sense of finality, with a bittersweet acceptance of the inevitable.


Overall, the song appears to be an introspective journey that explores the duality of life with the motif of nature as a metaphor.


Line by Line Meaning

The taste of song
The feeling of music


The skin of sea
The texture of ocean


The pale of bones
The color of bones


The shape beneath
The form beneath the surface


A photo of a river
An image of a flowing body of water


A song about the waves
A musical composition about the movement of the sea


A woman spins inside her skirt
A lady whirling inside her garment


On the floor of an abandoned stage
Located on the platform of a deserted performance hall


A note inside a pocket
A piece of paper kept in a pocket


I remember what it said
I recall the message on it


Words that read like stains
Text that appeared as blotches


Oh, what is it that you meant?
What was your intended meaning?


The weight of me
My heaviness


To discord
To disagreement


To war
To armed conflict


And the heart, it rages on
And the emotions persist


To land
To ground


To sea
To ocean


Take me with you
Bring me along


And you tread
And you walk


The earth and firmament
The ground and sky


No longer ours
No longer belonging to us


Language and working limbs
The power of speech and functioning body parts


There in the night
Present in the darkness


Exalted, ruthless queen
Respected but merciless leader


Old summer dirge
An ancient mournful song of summer


Sing beneath the canopy
Sing under the cover of trees


Array of green
Collection of green things


So lush, do you concede?
So fertile, do you agree?


I was never yours
I never belonged to you


Devoted to your darker work
Dedicated to your evil tasks


My blood leapt from the strangest place
My red fluid jumped out of the oddest region


The shrillest of four arias
The highest pitched of four vocal solos


Words rendered false in the garden
Phrases proven inaccurate in the enclosed land


Sorrow tipped its hat and fled
Sadness briefly acknowledged and departed


You speak my name and no one wept
You utter my title and no one shed tears


Mystique woven in the moon's cleft
Mystery put together in the crevice of the moon


I bow my head and bid farewell
I lower my forehead and say goodbye


In streams of relief
In flows of comfort


I cup my hands
I hold my palms together


An ocean overcome
A sea conquered


Won't be the last
Won't happen for the final time


To transcend
To surpass


To shore
To coast


Usurp with golden thread
Replace with valuable fabric


To hail
To greet


To return
To come back


And unravel yet another myth
And debunk another legend




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I’m new to constellatia and I keep trying to find more music like theirs and I can’t. I just keep coming back to them and am like nope this is exactly what I’m looking for. Perfection!!

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@arabe66

I love this band, this album, but I need a New Album!!! Please!!!!!

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This masterpiece needed and deserved a clip.

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im am absolutely in love with this song ever since iv'e heard it a few years back. really like this album!!!

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Wow what a beauty 🌸

@mykectown

YES! So glad to see these guys dropping some new material! This song is gorgeous.

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