In August 2017, several people came forward with accusations of sexual assault towards the lead singer, Chris Clavin, leading to a short hiatus until late 2019. Bands he had collaborated with condemned his actions, renouncing their work on Plan-It-X Records, and vowed to remove Clavin's work from future printings of split albums.
Undone
Ghost Mice Lyrics
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Just when it starts to blow cold.
So I'll raise my glass to remember.
I'll make my empty toast.
I said here's to the future that came and went.
Here's to the past the days well spent.
Here's to the melodies and here's to the harmonies
That will never show their faces again.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
And here's to the paths that we choose.
Here's to the gambles that we win and we lose.
Here's to decisions that we make.
Here's to the hearts we awaken just to break.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus is never coming in.
And here's to the things we leave undone.
Here's to all the unfinished songs...
And here's to those days.
And here's to those days.
Yeah, here's to those days.
Yeah, here's to those days.
Won't you help me say goodbye?
Won't you help me say goodnight?
Won't you help me say so long?
Won't you help me finish my song?
The opening line of "Undone" by Ghost Mice immediately sets a melancholic tone for the whole song. The singer compares himself to the wind in November, which is typically cold and biting. He is just as thin and frail as that. The singer raises his glass in reminiscence of memories long gone, but always treasured in his heart. He makes an empty toast, signaling that the past is the past and nothing can be done to change it.
The next verse sees the singer acknowledge that time is passing by, and this song is coming to an end. He raises toasts to the future that never came, to the days that were well spent, and to the melodies and harmonies that can never be heard again. The chorus then comes in, and it is a repetitive phrase, "The chorus is never coming in," showing that the singer is stating that the end has come and there is no going back.
The next verse returns to the toast-raising tradition, with the singer toasting the paths we take in life, the wagers we win, and those we lose, as well as the decisions we make, and the hearts we break along the way. The song comes full circle with a final acknowledgment of all the things left undone; the unfinished songs, the things we regret not doing, and the days that are gone but never forgotten. The song concludes with the singer asking for help to say his goodbyes, goodnights, and farewells to the past.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm as thin as the wind in November,
I feel weak, fragile, and feeble like the chill wind blowing in November.
Just when it starts to blow cold.
Especially, when the cold winds are about to start blowing.
So I'll raise my glass to remember.
To commemorate the present moment or the memories from the past, I will drink a toast.
I'll make my empty toast.
Despite a lack of significant events or things to celebrate, I will still raise my glass to commemorate.
I said here's to the future that came and went.
I propose a toast to the future that never came to pass.
Here's to the past the days well spent.
Let's drink and reminisce about the happy and meaningful times that have passed.
Here's to the melodies and here's to the harmonies
Let's raise a glass to music, the sweet melodies, and the harmonies that are now gone.
That will never show their faces again.
Those harmonies and melodies are gone forever and will not come back again.
The chorus is never coming in.
The chorus of a song will never come, just like many things in life will never be as we hope they will be.
And here's to the paths that we choose.
Let's raise a glass to the choices and decisions that we make in life.
Here's to the gambles that we win and we lose.
We take chances and sometimes they pay off, while other times they don't. Let's remember them all.
Here's to decisions that we make.
Here's to the choices that we make in our lives.
Here's to the hearts we awaken just to break.
We open our hearts to people who we may hurt... let's celebrate the connections anyway.
And here's to the things we leave undone.
To the things left unfinished or things never even started, let's raise a glass.
Here's to all the unfinished songs...
Let's raise a glass to all the incomplete songs that we have written.
And here's to those days.
Let's toast to the days and memories that bring us joy.
And here's to those days.
Here's to those joyous days, again!
Yeah, here's to those days.
Once again, let's celebrate and remember those good old days!
Won't you help me say goodbye?
I need your help to say goodbye to things that hurt, things that we hold onto, and things that have to be let go.
Won't you help me say goodnight?
Help me say goodnight to the sadness and the darkness that clouds our minds at night.
Won't you help me say so long?
Help me say farewell to those harmful things, goodbye to the things that we need to let go of.
Won't you help me finish my song?
Help me finish my incomplete song, help me complete something that I've started.
Contributed by Lillian O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.