Exiled
Floater Lyrics


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Oh, to be so rested that we can withstand these long years.
We sweat in the wilderness,
Carving and squeezing the fat from the land.
From the birth of the sun god at morning,
We struggle beneath him, breaking our hands.
Yeah, there is no rest for us,
There'll be no peace for us,
Not one second's rest for us.
We have been here so long.

Though our numbers may be small, there's more of us.
Rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us.
This is our home.
Yeah, we're on our way home,
On our way home,
Yeah, on our way home.

While you are warm and safe
Just think of us shivering, beautifully brave.
Fear all that patience we've saved.
Know that we're coming back
Black sheep who've formed a pack.
Do you hear our footfalls creeping back up to your walls?
Creeping back home!

Though our armies may be less, there's more of us.
Yeah, rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us.
This, too, is our home.
Yeah, we're on our way home.
We're coming home

Tired of being cold,
And we don't care if your doors are closed.

Well, once upon a time, we were drinking from the golden flask.
Well, once upon a time, when the sun would shine, we could bask.
But now that's all gone.
Why do we live in exile?
We come out at night.
We love the night.
We know it's all downhill from here.
We know we're right, we know we're right!
We know it's all downhill from, all downhill

Ah, ah,
Ah, ah





Knock, knock
We're back!

Overall Meaning

The song "Exiled" by Floater is a poetic reflection on the sufferings and endurance of a group of people who have been living in a difficult situation for a long time. The opening lines, "Oh, to be so rested that we can withstand these long years," highlight the fatigue and exhaustion felt by the group. The people in the song are depicted as living in the wilderness and working hard to extract oil or other rich resources from the land. The lines "From the birth of the sun god at morning, we struggle beneath him, breaking our hands" paints a vivid picture of the back-breaking labor the group endures every day.


The chorus, "There'll be no peace for us, not one second's rest for us" emphasizes the fact that the group is trapped in a life of hard work with no reprieve. The imagery in the second verse of the song is especially interesting as the group asserts their ownership of the land where they reside, stating "This is our home, Yeah, we're on our way home," even though their living conditions are difficult. The final lines of the song, "Knock, knock, We're back!" suggest a resolute determination to survive and a sense of defiance.


Overall, the song is a powerful meditation on the endurance of the human spirit in the face of difficult circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, to be so rested that we can withstand these long years.
We wish we had the strength to make it through these difficult times without getting too tired.


We sweat in the wilderness, Carving and squeezing the fat from the land.
We work hard in the wild, trying to get everything we can out of the land.


From the birth of the sun god at morning, We struggle beneath him, breaking our hands.
From the very start of the day, we work hard under the sun, exerting ourselves even to the point of injury.


Yeah, there is no rest for us, There'll be no peace for us, Not one second's rest for us, We have been here so long.
We've been working so hard for so long that we can't stop or rest without falling behind.


Though our numbers may be small, there's more of us. Rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us. This is our home. Yeah, we're on our way home, On our way home, Yeah, on our way home.
Although we may be few in number, we'll still stay here and make use of the fertile land. We're heading home and we won't leave until we're ready.


While you are warm and safe. Just think of us shivering, beautifully brave.
While you're cozy and secure, we're outside braving the cold, but we're doing it valiantly.


Fear all that patience we've saved. Know that we're coming back. Black sheep who've formed a pack. Do you hear our footfalls creeping back up to your walls? Creeping back home!
All the time we've waited will only make our return that much stronger. We banded together even though we were outcasts. Listen for us as we come back silently, making our way back home.


Though our armies may be less, there's more of us. Yeah, rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us. This, too, is our home. Yeah, we're on our way home. We're coming home.
Even if we're not many, we'll still make use of the land and call it our home. We're making our way back home and nothing can stop us.


Tired of being cold, And we don't care if your doors are closed.
We're sick of being cold and uninvited, so we don't care if we have to force our way in and be unwelcome guests.


Well, once upon a time, we were drinking from the golden flask. Well, once upon a time, when the sun would shine, we could bask. But now that's all gone. Why do we live in exile?
There was a time when we had good things, but now everything's changed and we're living in isolation. We don't know why we've been exiled.


We come out at night. We love the night. We know it's all downhill from here. We know we're right, we know we're right! We know it's all downhill from, all downhill.
We're nocturnal and prefer to operate in the dark. We realize that things don't look good but we remain confident that we're making the right decisions.


Ah, ah, Ah, ah. Knock, knock. We're back!
We're back! You can't keep us out forever!




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Daniel Farmer


on Endless II

I dont know the exact meaning but I hope someone would post what they know.