The… Read Full Bio ↴Hands Like Houses is a rock group from Canberra, ACT, Australia.
The band is renowned for its live performances, glorious mustaches, and sophisticated musical style, garnering the group a large following in the Canberra area.
The group released one EP entitled "Bear in Mind, I'm a Lion" and were highly ranked on alternative radio station Triple J's Unearthed competition.
In 2010, the band went to Chango Studios in Florida to record its first work under its new name with producer Cameron Mizell, the new EP was due for release at some point later in the year, but the band was given the opportunity to return to Chango and create what will be their debut full-length, 'Ground Dweller'.
On the 5th January 2012, the band announced that they had joined the Rise Records family, with details about 'Ground Dweller' to be released on January 10th.
The band's current line-up consists of:
Trenton Woodley - Vocals
Matt Cooper - Guitar
Joel Tyrrell - Bass
Alex Pearson - Guitar
Matt Parkitny - Drums
I am
Hands Like Houses Lyrics
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Is welling up
And good intentions are not enough
Your words are weary
Their hearts are strained
And idle vows find the deepest pains
I'm sick, I'm tired
Of promises, empty
Your way with words
They're feeding back inside my head
Oh, the things I could say that won't change a thing
I am not the same
I won't feed on fame
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If mine never made a difference
It won't make the meaning change
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If I will make a change
It's by my words and not my name
I'm tired, I'm sick
Of misfit beggars
With able tongues and easy outs
I hear you clearer than you hear yourself
Bite down on your blindness, and spit it out
I am not the same
I won't feed on fame
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If mine never made a difference
It won't make the meaning change
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If I will make a change
It's by my words and not my name
I won't sink into the sea of gray
A violence of color
I won't melt into the choir of angels
I'll step up and scream it
I am dissonant
A violence of color
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If mine never made a difference
It won't make the meaning change
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If I will make a change
It's by my words and not my name
The song "I Am" by Hands Like Houses is about being true to oneself and not getting lost in the sea of voices that surround us. The lyrics express frustration with the disconnect between people and how their good intentions are not enough to make a significant change in the world, while their words are becoming hollow and meaningless. The song's protagonist is tired of empty promises that change nothing and is no longer interested in feeding on fame or being one of a thousand voices that all sound the same. They want to make a change and be heard by their own words, not by their name.
The song's chorus repeats the phrase "You're one of a thousand voices in my head that all just sound the same," emphasizing that the singer is tired of listening to the same old tune and wants to break free from the mold. They want to be different and stand out, even if that means being dissonant and creating a violence of color. The song encourages people to step up and scream their message, to bite down on their blindness and spit it out, and to be true to themselves and not get lost in the choir of angels.
Line by Line Meaning
The disconnect
There is a growing separation between people
Is welling up
The separation is becoming more intense and noticeable
And good intentions are not enough
Merely wanting to fix the separation is not sufficient
Your words are weary
The person he is addressing is repeating the same tired phrases
Their hearts are strained
The person he is addressing is struggling to keep up hope
And idle vows find the deepest pains
Empty promises are causing the most harm
I'm sick, I'm tired
He is exhausted and fed up
Of hollow hope
He does not want empty promises of better times
Of promises, empty
He is tired of being told things will be okay without any real change
Your way with words
The person he is addressing is skilled at saying the right things
They're feeding back inside my head
The words are echoing in his mind
Oh, the things I could say that won't change a thing
The person he is addressing will not listen to him
I am not the same
He has changed his attitude
I won't feed on fame
He does not want to be recognized for his words
You're one of a thousand voices
There are many people who say the same thing
In my head that all just sound the same
He is hearing the same tired phrases over and over
If mine never made a difference
If his words did not create change before
It won't make the meaning change
Then they will not create change in the future either
If I will make a change
The only way for things to get better is if he takes action
It's by my words and not my name
He wants his words to make a difference, not his reputation
I'm tired, I'm sick
He is fed up and exhausted
Of misfit beggars
He is done with people who only complain but do not take action
With able tongues and easy outs
They are good at talking, but not good at accomplishing anything
I hear you clearer than you hear yourself
He understands the problem better than the person he is addressing
Bite down on your blindness, and spit it out
He wants the other person to stop ignoring the problem
I won't sink into the sea of gray
He will not become part of the problem
A violence of color
He wants to create change, even if it is difficult
I won't melt into the choir of angels
He will not become someone who just says what people want to hear
I'll step up and scream it
He will speak up and take action
I am dissonant
He is different from everyone else
You're one of a thousand voices
There are many people who say the same thing
In my head that all just sound the same
He is hearing the same tired phrases over and over
If mine never made a difference
If his words did not create change before
It won't make the meaning change
Then they will not create change in the future either
If I will make a change
The only way for things to get better is if he takes action
It's by my words and not my name
He wants his words to make a difference, not his reputation
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Alexander Austin Pearson, Joel Alexander Tyrrell, Trenton Todd Woodley, Erik Ron, Matt Cooper, Matt Parkitny
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@thegriffster95
These guys have great facial hair. And shirts. Great shirts.
@pearsonlewallen483
Hawaiians like Houses
@augustandroyal
Pearson Lewallen hahahahahaha you genius.
@kirstystober3731
Pearson Lewallen made me laugh so loud :D
@AdamMcCann1178
I've always said as a fan that I want most besides more of their music is the chance to run up onto the stage and touch all of their beards/mustaches.
@ChatmakGames
10/10 comment
@djenty_mc_djent_face8256
Accidentally clicks this song.
Accidentally gets addicted to it.
@ilovepitbulls1446
Djenty_Mc_ Djent_Face honestly how I discovered them. Accidentally clicked the wrong video. Turned out to be the best mistake I’ve ever made in my life!
@alextownley9388
There’s no such thing as mistakes. Just happy little accidents- Bob Ross
@stelo1558
same here, 3 yrs after your comment lol. but i came across their "torn" cover and loved it