Seventeen
Hey Rosetta! Lyrics


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We watch the land
And imagine our bodies buried within
All the blurring green
Imagine our bodies hovering

We're always on the edge
We're always on the edge of something bigger than this.
Said: I ain't married yet,
Not some marionette,
I cut my strings and I went wandering

Between two poles
One was dirt and the other was gold
They push and pull
If one is evil is the other one good?
Is it good?
Cause we're always on the edge
We're always on the edge of something bigger than this
Cause we're always on the edge
We're always on the edge of some impossible trick

I spit my piece
The words are sweet
But they hardly speak
So I shut my teeth and I won't say anything

I'm losing you. I can see it.
I'm losing you. I can see it.
I can see it. I can see through. the thin skin's moving. I can see through it.





Like a loose balloon, I am lost and loving the view

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song seem to suggest an underlying sense of mortality and the transience of human existence. The singer and their companions are looking out at the land, perhaps reflecting on the idea that one day their physical bodies will become part of the earth, buried within its soil. Yet despite this morbidity, there is a sense of wonder to the imagery. The "blurring green" could be the foliage of the land they are watching, and the idea of their bodies "hovering" could suggest that they are imagining themselves free of the constraints of the physical world.


The song then shifts to a more introspective focus, with the singer declaring that they have not yet settled into a life of conformity and expectation. They have cut their strings and gone wandering, perhaps suggesting that they have chosen to live life on their own terms rather than being controlled by others. The reference to two poles, one of dirt and one of gold, could be interpreted as a metaphor for the dualities of life - sometimes things are good and sometimes they are bad, or one person's good fortune comes at the expense of someone else's misfortune. However, the singer questions whether these poles are truly opposites, or whether the concepts of good and evil are more nuanced than that.


The final section of the song introduces a tone of melancholy, with the repeated refrain of "I'm losing you, I can see it." The singer seems to be recognizing that things are changing in their life, and they are perhaps losing a sense of connection to someone or something. However, the final line of the song is more ambiguous. The image of a loose balloon could be interpreted as both a sense of being unmoored and free, but also as something that is escaping and potentially lost forever.


Line by Line Meaning

We watch the land
We observe the land


And imagine our bodies buried within
We picture our physical bodies underground


All the blurring green
The greenery seems blurry


Imagine our bodies hovering
We visualize our bodies floating in the air


We're always on the edge
We're constantly near the limit


We're always on the edge of something bigger than this.
We're always close to something larger than our current situation.


Said: I ain't married yet,
I stated that I am not married


Not some marionette,
I'm not a puppet controlled by others


I cut my strings and I went wandering
I freed myself and went on an adventure.


Between two poles
Amid two opposing states of being


One was dirt and the other was gold
One was undervalued, the other was overvalued


They push and pull
They exert opposite influences


If one is evil is the other one good?
If one is bad, does that mean the other is good?


Is it good?
Is it really good?


Cause we're always on the edge
Since we're always at the brink


We're always on the edge of something bigger than this
We're always at the edge of something bigger than our current situation.


Cause we're always on the edge
Since we're always at the brink


We're always on the edge of some impossible trick
We're always at the edge of an impossible task.


I spit my piece
I said my piece


The words are sweet
The words sound pleasant


But they hardly speak
But they don't say much


So I shut my teeth and I won't say anything
So I'll keep quiet and not say anything


I'm losing you. I can see it.
I'm losing you, and I can tell.


I'm losing you. I can see it.
I'm losing you, and I can tell.


I can see it. I can see through. the thin skin's moving. I can see through it.
I can see it. I can see through the thin veneer. I'm not fooled.


Like a loose balloon, I am lost and loving the view
I'm drifting aimlessly like a loose balloon, but I'm enjoying the scenery.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Timothy John Baker

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