Faces
Hourglass Lyrics


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Side by side in a throng of people
Yet somehow I'm feeling alone
Never liked the situation
Never dealt with isolation

A desolate wasteland
Teeming with countless people
It is an effort to withstand
The assault of their endless silence

Swimming in a sea of faces
Faces moving to a sea of places
Places to go, just crowded spaces
Spaces to run in futile races

The streets might as well be empty
It's not like anyone is talking
Just hurrying on their way
Acting as if there's nothing to say

Infinite as sand
They stream down every street
And I am witnessing firsthand
The results of their endless silence

Swimming in a sea of faces
Faces moving to a sea of places
Places to go, just crowded spaces
Spaces to run in futile races

In a boat with just one oar
Another person they'd ignore
The tide pulls me in
But to what avail?

Fruitlessness in success
Nothingness in surety
Hollowness in substance
Worthlessness in riches
Living, but to no avail

Swimming in a sea of faces
Faces moving to a sea of places




Places to go, just crowded spaces
Spaces to run in futile races

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Hourglass’s song, Faces, speaks to the feeling of loneliness that one can encounter, despite being surrounded by a throng of people. The first verse articulates the singer's frustration towards the situation and how they have difficulty dealing with isolation despite being in a populated space. The second verse further describes the situation as a desolate wasteland, with countless people coming and going, and the effort it takes to withstand the assault of their silence. The pre-chorus talks about the endlessness of people around, and the streets might as well be empty as there is no connection between people. The chorus, with its repetition of swimming in a sea of faces, moving to a sea of places, with crowded spaces to run in futile races, highlights the futility of the situation.


The third verse expands on the futility, where the singer feels like they are in a boat with only one oar while others would probably ignore them. The tide pulls them, but to what avail? The last verse speaks about the obviousness of success, surety, substance, and richness in life, but somehow it feels empty and worthless. The loneliness doesn’t go away despite all the achievements. Hourglass's Faces is a poignant song that speaks to the isolation that many of us have experienced in crowded situations.


Line by Line Meaning

Side by side in a throng of people
Amidst many individuals, near but not actually together


Yet somehow I'm feeling alone
The feeling of loneliness despite being surrounded by many people


Never liked the situation
Being uncomfortable in such circumstances


Never dealt with isolation
Not understanding how to cope with being alone


A desolate wasteland
Empty and barren surroundings


Teeming with countless people
Filled with a huge number of individuals


It is an effort to withstand
Difficult to endure such an environment


The assault of their endless silence
Feeling attacked by the continuous lack of speech around


Swimming in a sea of faces
Being lost and unnoticed in a crowd


Faces moving to a sea of places
People moving around without purpose or aim


Places to go, just crowded spaces
No specific destination, just crowded areas


Spaces to run in futile races
Running without purpose in a never-ending race


The streets might as well be empty
Despite being full, it's as if the streets are empty due to the lack of connectivity or interaction


It's not like anyone is talking
No one engaging in conversation


Just hurrying on their way
Everyone in a rush to reach somewhere


Acting as if there's nothing to say
No communication due to being lost in one's own world


Infinite as sand
Countless in number, like grains of sand


They stream down every street
People moving on every street without interacting with each other


And I am witnessing firsthand
The observer of this phenomenon


The results of their endless silence
The consequences of the lack of communication


In a boat with just one oar
Stranded alone with limited resources


Another person they'd ignore
Others ignoring and not helping


The tide pulls me in
Feeling dragged by the challenges of the situation


But to what avail?
What is the purpose of all this struggle?


Fruitlessness in success
Success not providing any sense of fulfillment


Nothingness in surety
Feeling empty despite being sure about things


Hollowness in substance
Lacking depth and real value


Worthlessness in riches
Money not providing any true worth or value


Living, but to no avail
Being alive but feeling like it's meaningless


Swimming in a sea of faces
Being lost in the crowd and feeling insignificant


Faces moving to a sea of places
People moving around without any purpose or aim


Places to go, just crowded spaces
Being surrounded by spaces that are just busy but offer no real value or purpose


Spaces to run in futile races
The never-ending race in life that offers no real meaning or value




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