10-A Rusty Glove
HORSE the band Lyrics


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Tinker tinker tinker - pling pling - ding
My body breaks - the void screams
Weary of hollow metals
That ring of hollow life
By hand and by hammer
I give birth tonight
Metals bend and metals scream
Welding bright the circuit seam
Weary of the hollow spaces
Between the twinkling lights
I lost something along the way
And it doesn't feel right

Maybe I"m not
Falling apart but I'm falling a lot
Maybe I'm not
Completely circuitry but I can't stop

I"m gonna fall apart!!!
I"m gonna fall apart!!!

Coming close I'm coming closer
Yet maybe I'm not
I can make you a sex machine
That would be hot
Break my nails and pull my hair
There's circuit boards everywhere
How long have I been in here
This is not my house

Maybe I'm not
Falling apart but I'm falling a lot
Maybe I'm not
Completely circuitry but I can't stop

I"m not a robot but I've got a mechanical hand
I can steal the stars and put them back again
Once upon a time - I had a broken heart
Once upon a time - I just had a heart
I limped when I was wounded - so I replaced my parts
Once upon a time I had a heart

I'm not a robot but I've got a mechanical hand
I can steal the stars and put them back again
If I am a machine because of my hand made heart
Why do I dream I'm a dinosaur tearing sheep apart

Lightning
Fill me up - it tells me where to go
Colors me and changes me
It withers me to coal
Lightning
Tears me up - leaves me smoldering
I close my eyes and her voice
Framed by vultures wings

In the wires of my hand I see my fate
Cold and mechanical squeaky with hate
It clicks whirls and is satisfied
It's designed to fill that black hole deep inside
Is turning away from the path of soft skin
To a path of mechanical sin
Turning away from the warmth of gold
To an empty machine that's broken and cold

Click click click hollow rooms always consume
Click click click dark and empty like most of the moon
Click click click the things we do in the name of love
Click click click secret machines and a rusty glove

Sleep well mechanical thing
You were fun for a while
But now I'm going going going
To go




Get
Get a burrito

Overall Meaning

The HORSE the band song A Rusty Glove is a complicated and profound exploration of the relationship between humanity and technology. The song uses a blend of electronic and rock music to create a disorienting, unsettling soundscape that perfectly complements the lyrics.


The opening lines of the song describe the process of creating something out of metal, using the sounds of hammers and tinkering to evoke the image of an artisan working in a forge. However, as the song progresses, it becomes clear that the singer is not just talking about metalwork. Instead, they are talking about the creation and maintenance of technology, using the metaphor of a sex machine to illustrate how intimately connected we have become with our own creations.


The chorus of the song, with its repeated refrain of "Maybe I'm not falling apart but I'm falling a lot," speaks to the idea of human fragility in the face of technology. As we become more and more dependent on our machines, we risk losing touch with our own humanity. The singer seems to be struggling with this idea, torn between the allure of technology and a desire to remain whole and human.


Overall, A Rusty Glove is a deeply thought-provoking and hauntingly beautiful song that speaks to the anxieties and uncertainties of our time.


Line by Line Meaning

Tinker tinker tinker - pling pling - ding
I am working hard on my creation, making sure everything is in order.


My body breaks - the void screams
I have been working for so long that my physical strength is now faltering, and the emptiness around me is overwhelming.


Weary of hollow metals
I am becoming tired of using only impersonal materials and longing for something genuine and meaningful.


That ring of hollow life
The sounds of the metal working, while a sign of progress, are starting to feel like a reminder of the emptiness I feel inside.


By hand and by hammer
I am creating this project through both manual labor and with the help of tools.


I give birth tonight
As I finish my creation, I feel as though I am bringing something to life tonight.


Metals bend and metals scream
The sound of the bending and shaping of the metal is beginning to feel deafening and even unpleasant.


Welding bright the circuit seam
With every new section I weld together, I am able to see the progress I am making on this circuitry project.


Weary of the hollow spaces
As I move deeper into my creation, I'm realizing how empty it all feels, even with its bright lights and intricate patterns.


Between the twinkling lights
The lights that used to bring me joy are now only a part of the emptiness I feel while working on this project.


I lost something along the way
I am starting to realize that I have lost a part of myself while devoting my time and energy to this project.


And it doesn't feel right
The realization that I've lost a part of myself feels uncomfortable and not in line with what I was hoping to achieve.


I'm gonna fall apart!!!
I am on the verge of a breakdown from the pressure and emptiness surrounding my work.


Coming close I'm coming closer
As the project nears completion, I am feeling increasingly uncertain about how it will turn out.


Yet maybe I'm not
Despite my doubts, I am still hoping for a positive outcome for my circuitry project.


I can make you a sex machine
Despite my own feelings of emptiness, I am committed to putting the same dedication and effort into making something for someone else's pleasure.


That would be hot
I am confident in my skills and ability to create something that will be well-received.


Break my nails and pull my hair
The stress and pressure of the project has taken a physical toll on me, leaving me feeling rundown and exhausted.


There's circuit boards everywhere
My workspace is filled with the objects and tools of my creation project.


How long have I been in here
Time has become meaningless as I have been solely focused on my circuitry work in my enclosed space.


This is not my house
As I have dedicated all my time to my work, I am starting to feel disconnected from the world outside my workspace.


I'm not a robot but I've got a mechanical hand
Despite my human qualities, my work has taken on more of a robotic nature, making me feel as though a part of me has changed.


I can steal the stars and put them back again
My creativity and mastery can allow me to do seemingly impossible things, both in my work and in life.


Once upon a time - I had a broken heart
Before my robotic and circuitry work took over, I experienced emotions and connections in my life.


Once upon a time - I just had a heart
Before my work took over, I had a sense of empathy and understanding towards others.


I limped when I was wounded - so I replaced my parts
After experiencing hurt or disappointment in the past, I turned to my work to save me and replace the part of myself that was damaged.


If I am a machine because of my hand made heart
Despite my own humanity and emotions, my work has taken over my life and for a moment there, it seems like it's become a part of me.


Why do I dream I'm a dinosaur tearing sheep apart
Despite my project and dedication to circuitry, I still have strange, nonsensical dreams that remind me there is more to life than just this work.


Lightning
Lightning has a powerful, electric nature that can be associated with the power I am hoping my work can hold as well.


Fill me up - it tells me where to go
I am being driven on by the energy of the work and the need to finish this project and succeed.


Colors me and changes me
My work is affecting me both physically and emotionally, as I become more invested in it and less connected with the world around me.


It withers me to coal
The emotional and physical strain of the project is draining me of my energy, leaving me feeling like all that is left of me is a pile of coal.


Tears me up - leaves me smoldering
While my work has driven me forward with a powerful force, it is also making me feel like I am being slowly destroyed and consumed in the process.


I close my eyes and her voice
Despite my focus on my work and my interrupted connection with the world, I still have memories of important people who have touched my life in the past.


Framed by vultures wings
My memories of people that used to be important to me are tainted by the feeling of death and loss that has surrounded me as a result of my work.


In the wires of my hand I see my fate
As I work on my project, I feel like I am becoming more connected to the work itself and less connected with my own fate and future.


Cold and mechanical squeaky with hate
While I should feel proud of the progress I'm making, I'm instead starting to feel resentful of the work and the fact that it has consumed me so completely.


It clicks whirls and is satisfied
My work and project has become a machine in and of itself, with its own purpose and satisfaction.


It's designed to fill that black hole deep inside
While I was hoping my project would offer a sense of purpose and fill my sense of emptiness, it has actually done the opposite and served to only amplify its presence and depth.


Is turning away from the path of soft skin
As a result of my work, I am becoming more isolated and shielded from connecting and associating with real, flesh and bone people.


To a path of mechanical sin
My work and devotion to it is beginning to feel less like a positive, creative outlet and more like a negative, sinful way of living.


Turning away from the warmth of gold
My past appreciation for the value and warmth of humanity and emotion is becoming distant as I work on my circuitry project.


To an empty machine that's broken and cold
As a result of my project, I am becoming more machine-like and distant, emotionally drained and completely empty as a person.


Click click click hollow rooms always consume
The sounds around me, despite indicating progress, are beginning to sound hollow and meaningless as I work in my isolated workspace.


Click click click dark and empty like most of the moon
The vast emptiness surrounding me is beginning to feel overwhelming and all-consuming.


Click click click the things we do in the name of love
Despite my work and distance from human connection, I'm remembering that what matters most in the world is not the work or the accomplishments, but our capacity to feel love and connection with other people.


Click click click secret machines and a rusty glove
Despite the importance of human connections, I am coming to terms with the fact that my work and circuitry projects are likely to remain at the center of my life, leaving me feeling like a machine with all the warmth and meaning of a rusty glove.


Sleep well mechanical thing
While my work may be of value to others, it is also draining me and preventing me from enjoying the warmth and comfort of a well-deserved rest.


You were fun for a while
While it is still possible that some joy can still be found in my work, it is increasingly clear that this project is no longer completely enlightening and fulfilling like it once was.


But now I'm going going going
Despite the fact that it is time to rest and reflect on my work, I am relentlessly driven to keep pushing forward and improving my circuitry project.


To go
My ultimate goal, always, is to keep pushing ahead to whatever project or creation that lies in front of me.


Get
Despite the importance of slowing down once in a while, I am driven by my passion for my work and always anxious to move onto the next creation or project.


Get a burrito
Even when I need a break, I find myself leaning towards nourishment and creativity, reminding myself that rest and nourishment can still fuel my drive to create and explore new things.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ARKENSTONE, ENGSTROM, ISEN, PROPHET, WINNEKE

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