Hail The Sun formed with four friends who have been playing together for almost a decade. The sound they formed has a seductive touch, that invites ones ears to come along. Each band member brings their own style to the party, which forms a chemistry that is much more than a compound. Influences include only life, and modern mishaps and rendezvous. Musically and lyrically these guys go at it more than rabbits, more and more defining a unique sound. As the globe keeps turning, the sun keeps shining, and they keep hailing, harder than ice.
Members:
Donovan Melero - Lead vocals, drums
Aric Garcia - Guitar, backing vocals
Shane Gann - Guitar, vocals
John Stirrat - Bass
Discography:
Demo (2009)
POW! Right In The Kisser! (2010)
Elephantitis (EP, 2012)
Wake (2014)
Culture Scars (2016)
Secret Wars (EP, 2017)
Mental Knife (2018)
New Age Filth (2021)
Divine Inner Tension (2023)
Mourning Sickness
Hail the Sun Lyrics
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That you're floating
Do you ever get the sense that
Your body is gone?
Awake, out of focus. Unnerved.
This place might not be the same one that I know so well.
Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time.
Out of sync and violently aware that something's off.
Repeating scenes again. Witnessing grieving friends.
Mother's caring eyes, they carry pain I've never seen, so hysterically.
"He's still here. He's still here." Where?
"He's still here. He's still here."
I'm a floating skeptic, who are they burying.
Curious perspective, don't know when to lose.
Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster.
Driving faster!
I taste the pavement on my tongue. Punctured lung.
Laughing off the warning just because.
Faltered breathing. I'm not leaving.
Awake, out of focus. Unnerved.
This place might not be the same one that I know so well...
Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time.
Out of sync and violently aware that somethings off.
They've seen enough.
Carry on.
Brother, why won't you answer? You seem to suffer like I'm gone…
No! Is that my cadaver? This can't be over! Take me home.
No!! Don't you put me under, just hold me closer.
To me, I'm not gone.
I'm not breathing.
I'm not leaving.
I'm a floating skeptic, watching them bury me.
Curious perspective, know when to lose.
Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster.
Driving faster!
I taste the pavement on my tongue. Just because.
"He's still here…"
The lyrics of Hail the Sun's "Mourning Sickness" convey a surreal experience where the singer seems to have left his own body and is now witnessing a funeral in third-person. The song is marked by a disorienting feeling of being out of sync with time and reality. The lyrics suggest that the singer might be in a dream, or in between life and death. The chorus repeats the phrase "He's still here" which could be interpreted in two ways - either the singer is still present in the funeral, or his spirit is still alive, i.e., he's still here even though his body is gone. The song also has an undertone of regret and melancholy, as the singer reminisces about a time they "met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster" and drove faster, suggesting that perhaps this carelessness led to the current state of being in limbo.
The lyrics of "Mourning Sickness" are open-ended and can be interpreted in multiple ways, but at its core, it's a contemplation on mortality and what we leave behind after we're gone. The surreal imagery used in the lyrics adds to the unsettled feeling of the song, making it even more poignant.
Line by Line Meaning
Do you ever get the feeling
Asking if they have ever felt a certain sensation
That you're floating
Feeling light, not present in the moment
Do you ever get the sense that
Asking if they ever have the feeling
Your body is gone?
Disconnected, dissociated from one's body
Awake, out of focus. Unnerved.
Awake but feeling unclear, uneasy
This place might not be the same one that I know so well.
Feeling unfamiliar in what should be a familiar place
Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time.
Feeling disconnected from the flow of time, but it feels more tangible than usual
Out of sync and violently aware that something's off.
Realizing that things are not as they should be in a jarring way
Technically there's a chance I might be in a dream.
Considering the possibility that their current reality is not real
Repeating scenes again. Witnessing grieving friends.
Having a sense of déjà vu, seeing friends mourning again and again
Mother's caring eyes, they carry pain I've never seen, so hysterically.
Seeing a mother's pain that is overwhelming and unfamiliar
"He's still here. He's still here." Where?
Someone is saying that a person is still present, but it is unclear who they are talking about or where they are
"He's still here. He's still here."
Repeating the previous line
I'm a floating skeptic, who are they burying.
Feeling distant and uncertain, not sure who the funeral is for
Curious perspective, don't know when to lose.
Unsure of when to let go, interested in the situation
Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster.
Referencing a previous traumatic event
Driving faster!
Experiencing a sense of urgency, wanting to move quickly
I taste the pavement on my tongue. Punctured lung.
Experiencing physical harm, recalling an injury
Laughing off the warning just because.
Dismissing a warning and not taking it seriously
Faltered breathing. I'm not leaving.
Struggling to breathe, but refusing to give up
Awake, out of focus. Unnerved.
Feeling unclear and uneasy, but awake
This place might not be the same one that I know so well...
Feeling like things have changed in a familiar setting
Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time.
Feeling disconnected from time, and it feels more tangible than usual
Out of sync and violently aware that somethings off.
Realizing that things are not as they should be in a jarring way
They've seen enough.
Not wanting others to witness any more
Carry on.
Encouraging others to continue without them
Brother, why won't you answer? You seem to suffer like I'm gone…
Addressing a brother who seems to be suffering without them
No! Is that my cadaver? This can't be over! Take me home.
Refusing to accept their own death, wanting to go home
No!! Don't you put me under, just hold me closer.
Pleading to not be buried, wanting to be held
To me, I'm not gone.
Believing that they are still present in some way
I'm not breathing.
Metaphorically not living, despite still being alive
I'm not leaving.
Resisting the idea of dying and leaving this world
I'm a floating skeptic, watching them bury me.
Feeling distant and unsure, watching their own funeral
Curious perspective, know when to lose.
Having a unique viewpoint, but recognizing when it is appropriate to let go
Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster.
Recalling a traumatic event from earlier
Driving faster!
Experiencing a sense of urgency, wanting to move quickly
I taste the pavement on my tongue. Just because.
Experiencing pain and injury for no reason
"He's still here…"
Continuing to question who is still present
Contributed by Lucas J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.