Pillars
Foreign Fields Lyrics


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Gardens won't grow
A shelter from my company
She holds so close
Her heart within my custody

This life we chose
Permanently sacrifice
My shape a mold
A bedroom filled with mattress eyes

Awake, awake my thoughts
We've grown too tall
We keep building up our walls
While our pillars fall

Awake my thoughts
We've grown too tall




We keep building up our walls
While our pillars fall

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Foreign Fields's song Pillars are about a relationship that is struggling to survive. The first few lines suggest that the gardens won't grow, which can be interpreted as a metaphor for the relationship not flourishing. The singer seems to be trying to find solace in his partner's company, but the line "she holds her heart within my custody" suggests that he feels responsible for her happiness and perhaps suffocated by the responsibility.


The chorus of the song is where the lyrics become more meaningful. It starts with "Awake, awake my thoughts," which suggests that the singer is trying to become more self-aware and introspective. He realizes that he has grown too tall, metaphorically meaning that he has become too proud or complacent, and that they keep building up walls to keep the relationship going, while their pillars fall, which suggests that the foundation of their relationship isn't strong enough to support it.


Overall, the song's lyrics are about a relationship that is barely surviving, and the singer seems to be trying to understand where things went wrong and how to fix them before it's too late.


Line by Line Meaning

Gardens won't grow
Life is barren, nothing prospers


A shelter from my company
People cannot stand the singer's presence


She holds so close
The singer's love interest is close to them


Her heart within my custody
The responsibility of taking care of the other person's feelings belongs to the artist


This life we chose
The life they lead was a conscious choice


Permanently sacrifice
The cost of that choice is permanent


My shape a mold
The singer is defined by their surroundings


A bedroom filled with mattress eyes
The artist is in a bedroom with other people's eyes on them


Awake, awake my thoughts
The artist is asking their thoughts to be alert and aware


We've grown too tall
The artist has built too much on top of their foundation


We keep building up our walls
The singer and others around them continue to wall themselves off


While our pillars fall
Despite their best efforts, the core of their life is crumbling


Awake my thoughts
The singer is once again urging their thoughts to be attentive


We've grown too tall
The singer and their surroundings have reached their limit


We keep building up our walls
The people in the singer's life continue to isolate themselves


While our pillars fall
Their lives are falling apart, and they are powerless to stop it




Writer(s): Eric Hillman, Brian Holl

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Marouane Benmoussa

So melodic ...so emotional ...i love their psychedelic folk....<3

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+marou benm It's an interesting combinations of genres isn't it Marou? Glad you enjoy it!

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Gabriela Barrientos

The best i have heard in many times. For driving is perfect. GRANDES TALENTOS.

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Powerful song, beautifully captured.

Ryan 19

Oscar winning artists 💯

Dan Crissey

I saw these guys in 2012 in Utica, NY, opening for a slew of other bands. The magic that filled the air was unforgettable. I almost ran over to buy the ep when they finished.

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Anyone knows where can I get the tabs for this version!!

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Foreign Fields works as anti insomnia drug for me

Stuart Wells

I wish that was my House, my balcony and my resident band!!!!!!!! Love these guys.

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