The Wasteland
Elton John Lyrics


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Some days I think it's all a dream
The things I've done, the places that I've been
This life of mine seemed surreal at times
Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind

Could it be I'm not for real?
I've slapped my face to check out how I feel
There's hostages to prove it's true
Who lives behind the mask was never proved

Come on Robert Johnson
Though we're worlds apart
You and I know what it's like
With the devil in our heart
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Kept a little of mine on hand
I'm wading out this muddy water
Been stranded in the Wasteland

Rattling chains all around my bed
Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead




I'm not dying and I'm far from gone
The blues man spent his candle but his pain lives on

Overall Meaning

The Wasteland by Elton John is a song that speaks to the desire to understand one's place in the world and the journey of self-discovery. The lyrics start off by expressing a feeling of disbelief in the life that one has lived and the places they've been. The phrasing "this life of mine seemed surreal at times" suggests that the singer questions the authenticity of their experiences, and wonders if they could be a figment of someone else's imagination. The next few lines reveal the singer's desperation for some kind of evidence of their existence, "could it be I'm not for real? I've slapped my face to check out how I feel." At times, the feeling of not knowing oneself, and questioning one's reality can lead to a sense of hostage-taking, as if one is held ransom by their own identity.


The second half of the song shifts to a dialogue between Elton John and Robert Johnson, two musicians who are separated by worlds but united by their shared struggles with the depths of emotion. They are both bluesmen, haunted by the devil, and seeking redemption through their music. The lyrics reference Robert Johnson's legendary myth of selling his soul at the crossroads to become the king of the blues, while Elton John admits to keeping a little of his own soul on hand. The act of doing so suggests a reluctance to give in entirely to the pressures of fame and success, and the lyrics leave room for the idea that even though we may feel adrift or lost at times, in the end, our legacy remains.


Line by Line Meaning

Some days I think it's all a dream
At times, everything in my life seems like it is just an illusion.


The things I've done, the places that I've been
I have accomplished many things and traveled to different places.


This life of mine seemed surreal at times
My life can seem strange and unusual at moments.


Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind
I have spent countless hours lost in thoughts or consumed by someone else's actions.


Could it be I'm not for real?
I sometimes question whether or not I am living a genuine life.


I've slapped my face to check out how I feel
I have even resorted to physically hurting myself to confirm if I am truly alive or not.


There's hostages to prove it's true
There are people who can attest to the validity of my existence.


Who lives behind the mask was never proved
However, there are still those who doubt my true identity and character.


Come on Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson, who sold his soul to the devil, can relate to the struggles I have faced.


Though we're worlds apart
Even though we come from different backgrounds and eras, we share a common bond.


You and I know what it's like
We both understand the weight and gravity of making a deal with the devil.


With the devil in our heart
Our souls are marked by this pact and we carry it with us.


You sold your soul at the crossroads
Robert Johnson made a deal with the devil at a crossroads in exchange for musical talent.


Kept a little of mine on hand
I, too, have sacrificed a part of myself for my own personal gain.


I'm wading out this muddy water
I am slowly but surely freeing myself from the sins of my past and the consequences of my actions.


Been stranded in the Wasteland
However, I still find myself lost in a barren and desolate place.


Rattling chains all around my bed
I am haunted by my past and the people I've hurt.


Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead
The people I've wronged may mock me, but ultimately, they can no longer feel pain.


I'm not dying and I'm far from gone
Despite my struggles, I am still alive and refuse to give up just yet.


The blues man spent his candle but his pain lives on
Although Robert Johnson is no longer with us, his music lives on and his struggles still resonate with people today.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERNARD J.P. TAUPIN, BERNIE TAUPIN, ELTON JOHN

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Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

not like todays crap

Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

Even at 56 years old, this music still sounds so good to me, how music should sound.....

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