Spinning Over the Island
Funeral for a Friend Lyrics


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It falls apart
Clockwork hearts, running out
Rusted needle in the vein
We all fall down

We find our place, in circuitry
We worship our gods, the TV screens
We substitute, our lives for another

It's kill or be killed
It's our nature
To give up control
It's our failure

Like young lovers planting seeds
It's anarchy, head down in shame
Seasons come and seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes

Around the crown, we all fall down
Rusted people all in vain, corroding in the rain
A well-made dream, flog it down, destroyed it for you
Your time well spent, a living lie that covers everything

It's kill or be killed
It's our nature
To give up control
It's our failure

Like young lovers planting seeds
It's anarchy, head down in shame
Seasons come and seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes

Never

Cross the river, down we go, hold me under
Hold your breath, and play the part, race towards the finish line
Cross the river, down we go, hold me under
Hold your breath, and play the part, race towards the finish line

Race towards the finish line
What's mine is yours and yours is mine

Race towards the finish line
What's mine is yours and yours is mine
Race towards the finish line
What's mine is yours and yours is mine

Race towards the finish line

And hope is something you have lost
The past is holding on and on




And hope is something you have lost
The past is holding on and on and on

Overall Meaning

The song "Spinning Over The Island" by Funeral for a Friend is a powerful commentary on the human condition and our tendency to fall into destructive patterns. The opening lines "It falls apart, Clockwork hearts, running out" set the mood for the rest of the song. Clockwork hearts imply that there is no soul, and that people are just going through the motions. The next line, "Rusted needle in the vein" refers to addiction and how we can become dependent on whatever it is that helps us escape, whether it's drugs, TV or anything else. When the line "We all fall down" is repeated throughout the song, it refers to how everybody is affected by the difficulties and challenges that come with life. Eventually, we all break down.


Later in the song, the lyrics "It's kill or be killed, it's our nature / To give up control, it's our failure," imply that we are all just trying to survive, but by trying to survive and giving up control, we are allowing ourselves to fail. The line "Like young lovers planting seeds / It's anarchy, head down in shame" shows how we repeat the same destructive patterns throughout our lives, and are never able to break free. The implication of the phrase "head down in shame" is that we are aware that we should be doing better, but we are too weak to do so.


Throughout the song, there is a sense of inevitability and hopelessness. The idea that "we grow old, never learn from our mistakes" reinforces this. Similarly, the lines "and hope is something you have lost / the past is holding on and on" speak to the idea that we are all haunted by our past and that it is difficult to move on.


Line by Line Meaning

It falls apart
Everything is falling apart.


Clockwork hearts, running out
Our hearts are ticking like clocks and soon our time will be up.


Rusted needle in the vein
We are injecting ourselves with rusted needles, which is slowly killing us.


We all fall down
We are all going down together.


We find our place, in circuitry
We feel at home in the digital world of circuitry.


We worship our gods, the TV screens
We have replaced religion with the worship of TV screens.


We substitute, our lives for another
We live vicariously through others instead of living our own lives.


It's kill or be killed
Life is a constant struggle for survival.


It's our nature
This is just the way we are.


To give up control
We cannot control everything.


It's our failure
This is our greatest failure.


Like young lovers planting seeds
We are planting seeds for the future, but we are inexperienced and unaware of consequences.


It's anarchy, head down in shame
The world has become chaotic and we are embarrassed of what we have created.


Seasons come and seasons go and
Time keeps moving forward.


We grow old, never learn from our mistakes
Despite getting older, we keep repeating our past mistakes.


Around the crown, we all fall down
We are all going to fall eventually.


Rusted people all in vain, corroding in the rain
We are all degrading over time, with no real purpose.


A well-made dream, flog it down, destroyed it for you
We had a perfect dream, but we destroyed it all in the end.


Your time well spent, a living lie that covers everything
We have spent our lives living a lie and covering up the truth.


Cross the river, down we go, hold me under
We are going down the river together, holding onto each other as we sink.


Hold your breath, and play the part, race towards the finish line
We must keep going, keep holding our breath, and act as if everything is okay as we race towards the end of our lives.


What's mine is yours and yours is mine
We are all in this together.


And hope is something you have lost
We have lost all hope for the future.


The past is holding on and on
We cannot escape the past and its consequences.


And hope is something you have lost
We have lost all hope for the future.


The past is holding on and on and on
The past just keeps holding onto us.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GAVIN BURROUGH, KRIS COOMBS-ROBERTS, MATTHEW DAVIES-KREYE, RICHARD BOUCHER, RYAN RICHARDS

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Steven Gordon

2021 and Im still obsessesd with this band. My all time favourites. Cant find any bands with a similar vibe. Even live they sound this damn good.

T W

yeah they kick ass

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Quackhead503

I really hope someone younger than I feels something from this song. I love this band...it was my childhood...hopefully somebody can relate.

Simon Jackson

Helped me through so much, still helping me! By far the best band ive listened to in a long time.

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Drummer here, still playing Roses for the dead, Sonny and History 10 years later!

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Logan Kuhne I said I'm a drummer, not they're drummer?

T W

these guys are reidiculously talented! they need to come back!!

afrogranny

I can't believe this was recorded live, it sounds like the studio version of the song!

Waffentalen

In my opinion, this song is just soooooooooooo awesome. It has everything beautiful, like lyrics, guitar rythms, breakdown, scream and clean voices. Strength, melody, beauty.

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