Baby Blue
Deafheaven Lyrics


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I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever in the pocket of yesteryear
Where faults have fallen to some.
I begged not to carry the corpse.
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts.
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism.
I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes. To feel the gravel beneath my knees.
To wake in a home.
God had sent my calamity into a deep space from which not even in dreams,
Could I ever imagine my escape





Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Baby Blue" by Deafheaven are a poetic and introspective exploration of the singer's own desires and fears. The opening lines are particularly evocative, describing the intense emotional turmoil that the singer is experiencing. They wake up "in a sweat from a desirous fever" that seems to be rooted in the past, in "the pocket of yesteryear." The next few lines grapple with the struggle to avoid the pitfalls of life, to not "carry the corpse," or be seen as different ("a queer fish") by those around them.


The singer then expresses a wish to be understood and appreciated by others, to be seen in "kind eyes" and to feel the ground beneath their knees. The final lines of the song are perhaps the most poignant, as the singer reflects on their own mortality and the inevitability of their own end. They speak of their desire to escape the "calamity" that God has sent them, to find a peaceful and secure home. It's a powerful and emotionally charged piece of music that touches on some of the most fundamental aspects of the human experience.


Line by Line Meaning

I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever in the pocket of yesteryear
I woke up sweating from a feverish longing for the past.


Where faults have fallen to some.
The past is a place where some people's mistakes are forgotten and forgiven.


I begged not to carry the corpse.
I don't want to carry the weight of my past mistakes with me.


To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts.
I don't want to be an outcast in the eyes of those who are unwilling to forgive.


To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism.
I don't want to be stuck in a place where I'm judged and criticized for who I am.


I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes.
I want to be seen as humble and simple, in the eyes of those who are kind.


To feel the gravel beneath my knees.
I want to be grounded and connected to the earth.


To wake in a home.
I want to feel safe and comfortable in my own space.


God had sent my calamity into a deep space from which not even in dreams,
Even in my dreams, I can't imagine escaping the troubles that God has sent my way.


Could I ever imagine my escape
I can't imagine a way out of the problems I'm facing.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: GEORGE LESAGE IV CLARKE, KERRY DYLAN MCCOY

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Sp00ky man

I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever
In the pocket of yesteryear where faults have fallen to some
I begged not to carry the corpse
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism

I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes
To feel the gravel beneath my knees
To wake in a home

God had sent my calamity into a deep space
From which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape



All comments from YouTube:

Sangye Ince-Johannsen

7:00 to 8:00 may be the single best minute in the history of metal, don't @ me.

biakaba

Sounds like my dreams, it infiltrates my nightmares.  Just lost my mom, you guys gave me reason to continue on.  \m/...long live art.

jaime hamilton

I lost my mother 9 years ago, when I was 9. It doesn't get easier, but the pain drifts brother. And amen to the long living of art.

Alyssa

biakaba I love how this comment has a rythmic flow!! condolences tho xx

Madeulolli Czar

biakaba People like you who comment, such as the people who listen to this band, give me strength to go on. Thank you. :^)

Megadeth777

jaime hamilton lost mine 9 years ago at 11. At least we’re all here, able to share the same beautiful song together in their honor :)

Scott

The breakdown at 6:00 and the vocal lead up to it is my favorite thing I have ever heard.

Quade Carter

The whole song and album is amazing, but the last half after the solo is incredible. Pretty much one of the best parts of the whole album

Mexican Deicide

@Xenogor Wraithblade when you say likes “us”. What you mean?

Rivet

@Mexican Deicide I was pretty curious about that too but I think he meant metalheads

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