Plenty of Paper
Eisley Lyrics


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Something's growing under that wing
I think a face is dawning
Oh no, the bugs are growing faces
And you're lost quite classically with your nose in a book
And it seems so fitting

And perhaps this is the end we've sought after for so long
And perhaps now it's done

'Cause we found all entire dreams of men and machines
And turned them all around
Our identical hands composing our commands

I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair
And made the back of my head glow
Golden yellow and then I took ten stars on sticks
And placed them in my small meadow

But again I gave the other half of the moon to you, oh
So you would unforget me while I'm gone

'Cause we found all entire dreams of men and machines
And turned them all around
To enjoy them and benefit ourselves
Our paperback books, our charming looks
Our identical hands, composing our commands

And oh my love we could live on the sun
And wouldn't we be attractive
Riding in our shiny motorcars
With eyeglasses full of stars
And plenty of paper for scenery paintings

'Cause we found all entire dreams of men and machines
And turned them all around
To enjoy them and benefit ourselves




Our paperback books, our charming looks
Our identical hands, composing our commands

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eisley's song "Plenty Of Paper" present to us a surreal world, one that is filled with oddities and beauty. The song starts with the line "Something's growing under that wing," which brings forth an image of something being hatched or born. As the song progresses, we come to realize that the "something" under the wing is a new face that is being formed. However, the beauty is tainted when the singer realizes that "the bugs are growing faces." This disturbing imagery is juxtaposed with the imagery of someone lost in a book, which is fitting given that the reality of this world is not quite as pleasant as it initially appears.


The second verse talks about how the singer and possibly someone else have found "all entire dreams of men and machines and turned them all around." It seems as though they have discovered something important, but the song does not give much detail on what they found. The language used is abstract and surreal, and the meaning is left up to interpretation. The verse ends with the line "our identical hands, composing our commands," which suggests that the singer and the person they are singing to have a deep connection and are in control.


The song's final verse talks about living on the sun and riding in shiny motorcars with eyeglasses full of stars. The singer talks about how they have plenty of paper for scenery paintings, which suggests that they are content with the world they have created in their minds. The final lines repeat the chorus, emphasizing the idea that they have found all the dreams of men and machines, and they are enjoying them in their own way.


Overall, "Plenty Of Paper" presents a world that is both beautiful and unsettling. The surreal imagery and abstract language allow for multiple interpretations and encourage the listener to create their own version of this world.


Line by Line Meaning

Something's growing under that wing
A mysterious and possibly harmful force is brewing


I think a face is dawning
A face is forming, possibly on a creature or monster


Oh no, the bugs are growing faces
The situation is becoming even more unsettling


And you're lost quite classically with your nose in a book
You're ignoring the world around you by immersing yourself in literature


And it seems so fitting
Your behavior is in line with your personality


And perhaps this is the end we've sought after for so long
The end of a journey or quest may finally be within reach


And perhaps now it's done
The end may have arrived, but it's not certain


Our identical hands composing our commands
We are in control of our own destiny


I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair
I have done something strange or impossible, like placing a chunk of the moon in my hair


And made the back of my head glow
My action has produced a strange effect that draws attention


Golden yellow and then I took ten stars on sticks
I have added more strange items to my collection, like stars on sticks


And placed them in my small meadow
I have created a peculiar landscape to display my oddities


But again I gave the other half of the moon to you, oh
I have shared my bizarre experience with someone else


So you would unforget me while I'm gone
I want to be remembered even after I've left


To enjoy them and benefit ourselves
We have taken control of our desires and are enjoying them without guilt


Our paperback books, our charming looks
We have surrounded ourselves with objects that make us happy


And oh my love we could live on the sun
We can imagine a life full of impossible happiness


And wouldn't we be attractive
Our imaginary life would be perfect in every way


Riding in our shiny motorcars
We use modern technology to live out our dreams


With eyeglasses full of stars
Our glasses are filled with stars, further enhancing our unreal world


And plenty of paper for scenery paintings
We can create a world that suits our fancy using the resources available to us




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHAUNTELLE DUPREE, JONATHAN WILSON, SHERRI DUPREE, STACY DUPREE, WESTON DUPREE

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