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Into Pines
Early Day Miners Lyrics
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Canyon walls, silver pines.
River beds underneath,
Days to months,
Months to years.
Highlands, ninety-three,
Summer west, desert life.
Moment gone, lost to time,
Hours drift into pines,
Wonder lost, summer time.
Real close, in between,
What we say, what we need
The lyrics of Early Day Miners' "Into Pines" speaks of the passing of time and the lost moments that cannot be retrieved. The use of contrasting imageries like "dark roads" and "silver pines" suggest a sense of duality in nature and human nature itself. The "boundary lines" and "canyon walls" symbolize the limitations and obstacles that we face in life. The river beds seem to represent the fluidity of time, as the days turn into months and years. The lyrics speak of the summertime in the west, suggesting a nostalgic reminiscence of youth and the past.
The second verse seems to highlight the fragility of time, as we drift through life without fully understanding its significance. The use of the word "wonder" suggests a sense of awe, perhaps for the beauty of nature or the experiences that shape us. However, this wonder is eventually "lost", hinting at a sense of wistfulness or regret for the moments that we can no longer return to. The final lines "what we say, what we need" suggest a sense of introspection, that we should strive to be mindful of what we say and what we truly need in life.
Line by Line Meaning
Dark roads, boundary lines,
The roads seem desolate and the world is scarce.
Canyon walls, silver pines.
The singer is surrounded by canyon walls and silver pine trees.
River beds underneath,
Beneath the surface lies the river bed.
Days to months,
Days turn into months with time going by so fast.
Months to years.
And months turn into years like the blink of an eye.
Highlands, ninety-three,
The singer is hiking at the highlands, and it's the year 1993.
Summer west, desert life.
He's experiencing life in the desert during the summertime, as he walks westward.
Moment gone, lost to time,
As time goes on, we're losing the experience of being in the present moment.
(?), summer time.
The singer is experiencing something that's unclear in the summertime.
Hours drift into pines,
Time passed, and the day is reaching its end amid the pines.
Wonder lost, summer time.
The singer is losing the sense of curiosity they had before as the summer is fading away.
Real close, in between,
The singer was so close to the truth, he felt it between his fingers.
What we say, what we need
What we express and what we really need are often different things.
Contributed by Mia I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.