A Feast Of Consequences
Fish Lyrics


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I tear a page from the book of faces,
Throw your letters in an open fire,
I couldn’t say that I still despise you
But I’m finding it hard to not to
After all that was said not done it’s time this thing was over
Did I want you to change your mind I don’t honestly think so
Picking me up like a lovesick puppet
You were dancing me over a burning flame
You kept pulling the strings the few strands remaining
You just wouldn’t let me go

We were running out of words, running out of lines, running out of things to say
We were running out of heart, running out of love, running out of reasons to stay

There was something so deeply flawed
In the beginning we tried to deny it
Like a crack in a china doll,
A masquerade in silence,
Where we try to recognise just who exactly we’re trying to hide
We played our roles in this grand design
Fooled ourselves in our own disguises

We were running out of pills, running out of smoke, running out of fine white wines,
We were running out of road, running out of fuel, running out of places to hide,
It’s a feast of consequences
Facing up to a feast of consequences
Bearing down on a feast of consequences
It looks like we’re dining alone

(GTR)

Table for one for a word drunk poet,
Losing my mind in a dancing flame,
It kept pulling the strings the few strands remaining
It just wouldn’t let me go
We were running out of World, running out of hope, running out of resources
We were running out of time, running out of space, running out of tomorrows
If we only knew then what we know now would we have changed our minds, it was all about time we faced the feast of consequences





Can’t walk away from this feast of consequences,
Can’t ignore this feast of consequences

Overall Meaning

The song "A Feast Of Consequences" by Fish describes a relationship that has reached its end. The singer tear a page from the book of faces, throwing letters into an open fire, signaling the end of the communication. Although the singer doesn't despise the other person, it's hard for them to not do so after all that was said and done. The relationship was like a masquerade where both parties tried to recognize who exactly they were trying to hide. The singer and their partner were running out of words, love, reasons to stay, running out of fine white wines, and places to hide. They were facing up to a feast of consequences and were dining alone.


The lyrics describe the pain and difficulty of letting go of a relationship that was flawed from the beginning. It portrays the complications of love and how difficult it can be to acknowledge when it's time to move on. Overall, the song highlights the importance of recognizing when it's time to move on from a situation that no longer serves you.


Line by Line Meaning

I tear a page from the book of faces,
I am removing a piece of myself from the public sphere.


Throw your letters in an open fire,
I am dramatically destroying a correspondence, and by extension, a relationship.


I couldn’t say that I still despise you
I cannot honestly admit to hating you now, despite past animosity.


But I’m finding it hard to not to
But I still struggle with letting go of past resentments and emotional damage.


After all that was said not done it’s time this thing was over
After all the words but no concrete action towards reconciliation, it is time to end things.


Did I want you to change your mind I don’t honestly think so
I am not certain if I ever truly wanted you to change your mind during our conflicts.


Picking me up like a lovesick puppet
You were manipulating my emotions and treating me like a helpless puppet.


You were dancing me over a burning flame
Your actions and words were leading me into danger and pain.


You kept pulling the strings the few strands remaining
You continued to control me even when hardly any attachments were left.


You just wouldn’t let me go
You refused to release me from your grasp and influence.


We were running out of words, running out of lines, running out of things to say
We were losing the ability to communicate or express ourselves effectively.


We were running out of heart, running out of love, running out of reasons to stay
We both felt emotionally drained, lacking love and motivation to continue.


There was something so deeply flawed
There was a fundamental issue at the core of our relationship.


In the beginning we tried to deny it
At first, we refused to acknowledge the issue and pretended things were fine.


Like a crack in a china doll,
Like a small yet significant damage in something perceived as delicate and valuable.


A masquerade in silence,
We were pretending to be content and happy while remaining silent about our problems.


Where we try to recognise just who exactly we’re trying to hide
We were not sure who or what we were trying to protect or avoid by pretending everything was fine.


We played our roles in this grand design
We each had our parts to play in the overall narrative of our relationship.


Fooled ourselves in our own disguises
We both deceived ourselves into believing that our disguises and roles were genuine and sustainable.


We were running out of pills, running out of smoke, running out of fine white wines,
We were losing access to our usual vices and comforts.


We were running out of road, running out of fuel, running out of places to hide,
We were running out of options and ways to run away or avoid addressing our problems.


It’s a feast of consequences
We are faced with the consequences and outcomes of our actions and decisions.


Facing up to a feast of consequences
We must confront and accept responsibility for the consequences of our actions.


Bearing down on a feast of consequences
The weight and pressure of these consequences are heavy and unavoidable.


It looks like we’re dining alone
It seems that we must face the consequences separately without each other's support.


Table for one for a word drunk poet,
I am sitting alone as a writer who relies on words to express and cope with my emotions and experiences.


Losing my mind in a dancing flame,
I am consumed and overwhelmed by my own emotional turmoil like a fire that cannot be contained.


If we only knew then what we know now would we have changed our minds, it was all about time we faced the feast of consequences
If we had known the true nature and consequences of our actions earlier, would we have made different choices, and now we must face the results regardless.


Can’t walk away from this feast of consequences,
We cannot escape or ignore the consequences of our past mistakes and actions.


Can’t ignore this feast of consequences
We cannot pretend or deny the reality and impact of consequences, no matter how difficult or painful it may be.




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