Making Me
Down Here Lyrics


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Well the poet is stuck in the mud
And the dreamer is finding his way home from the stars
And the visionary's watching his feet
'Cause the sentimental fool is numb again

Simple hand, simple eye, nothing to write home about
The artist chisels at the stone
Curious, the child tugs the fingers of the bigger
He wants to see the face that is his own
He's not alone

[Chorus: ]
Lord Help me be the one You're making me, yeah, yeah
Lord help me see the one You're making me
The one You're making me, the one You're making me

Well we push it off and pull Him in
We fist His lips and we kick His shin
We post a sign, turn and throttle away
And barely listen, to a single word He has to say
By his eye a tendril fell
He cast a word, but not a spell
It's all tied up, it's all done
I was a cancer, you have made me a son

[Chorus: ]

I feel the wild whims of the wicked as I wonder whether
Ashes burn twice or these thoughts be put under a fire
To be burned, as I have tried to learn from the whisper of His will
While I am standing still
And the night fell fast, I crashed and blast my prayers like through a megaphone
Aimed all of my feelings at the ceiling
'Cause I want to know who I am
And if I really have a Home





[Chorus: Repeat 3X]

Overall Meaning

The song "Making Me" by Down Here talks about the journey of self-discovery and finding one's purpose. The lyrics describe artists, poets, dreamers, and visionaries who are all trying to find their way in life. The songwriter explains how everyone has a unique path to follow, and one has to trust in the process, which can be frustrating at times. The line 'simple hand, simple eye, nothing to write home about' implies that everyone has to start somewhere, and it's the journey that ultimately leads to greatness.


The chorus asks the Lord to help the songwriter become whoever he is meant to be. The verse about pushing God away, "fist His lips and kick His shin," is about ignoring our faith in pursuit of our own selfish desires. In the end, the songwriter knows that he needs to surrender to His will to find out who he truly is.


Line by Line Meaning

Well the poet is stuck in the mud
The creative individual is stagnant and unable to move forward in their work.


And the dreamer is finding his way home from the stars
The imaginative person is trying to reconcile their ideal, fanciful world with reality.


And the visionary's watching his feet
The person with a profound foresight is cautiously making decisions, aware of the consequences of their actions.


'Cause the sentimental fool is numb again
The overly emotional person has become desensitized to their own feelings.


Simple hand, simple eye, nothing to write home about
The basic, uncomplicated physical attributes of an individual do not make them exceptional or noteworthy.


The artist chisels at the stone
The artistic process involves constant refining and honing, much like a sculptor chiseling away at a block of stone.


Curious, the child tugs the fingers of the bigger
The child seeks guidance and comfort from someone older and wiser than them.


He wants to see the face that is his own
The child seeks to discover their own identity and place in the world.


He's not alone
Others are there to support and guide him on his journey of discovery.


Lord Help me be the one You're making me, yeah, yeah
The individual seeks guidance and assistance from a higher power to fulfill their purpose in life.


Well we push it off and pull Him in
We go back and forth between embracing and rejecting a higher power in our lives.


We fist His lips and we kick His shin
We resist and rebel against the guidance and direction provided by a higher power.


We post a sign, turn and throttle away
We put up a facade of independence and self-sufficiency, but ultimately flee from the responsibility and accountability it entails.


And barely listen, to a single word He has to say
We are deaf to the advice and guidance provided by a higher power, instead choosing to follow our own desires and impulses.


By his eye a tendril fell
A subtle, but significant change occurred within the individual.


He cast a word, but not a spell
Although guidance and advice may be given, it is ultimately up to the individual to take action and make changes in their life.


It's all tied up, it's all done
The individual has reached a point of completion or fulfillment in their journey of self-discovery.


I was a cancer, you have made me a son
The individual has been transformed from a negative, destructive force to a positive, life-giving influence.


I feel the wild whims of the wicked as I wonder whether
The individual experiences the unpredictable nature of human desires and temptations, while questioning their own behavior and choices.


Ashes burn twice or these thoughts be put under a fire
The individual is questioning the consequences of their actions and decisions, wondering if they will lead to further destruction and pain.


To be burned, as I have tried to learn from the whisper of His will
The individual seeks to learn from the guidance provided by a higher power, even if it involves uncomfortable or painful experiences.


While I am standing still
The individual is stagnant and not actively making changes or moving forward in their life.


And the night fell fast, I crashed and blast my prayers like through a megaphone
The individual experiences a moment of intense emotion or realization, and prays fervently for guidance and direction.


Aimed all of my feelings at the ceiling
The individual directs their emotions and thoughts towards a higher power.


'Cause I want to know who I am
The individual desires to discover their true identity and purpose in life.


And if I really have a Home
The individual questions whether they belong or have a place in the world, and seeks guidance and reassurance from a higher power.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JASON RONALD WILLIAM GERMAIN, MARC A. MARTEL

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