In a Week
Hozier Lyrics


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I have never known peace
Like the damp grass that yields to me
I have never known hunger
Like these insects that feast on me

A thousand teeth
And yours among them, I know
Our hungers appeased
Our heartbeats becoming slow

We lay here for years or for hours
Thrown here or found
To freeze or to thaw
So long we become the flowers
Two corpses we were
Two corpses I saw

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
After the insects have made their claim
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you

I have never known sleep
Like the slumber that creeps to me
I have never known color
Like this morning reveals to me

And you haven't moved an inch
Such that I would not know
If you sleep always like this
The flesh calmly going cold

We lay here for years or for hours
Your hand in my hand
So still and discreet
So long we become the flowers
We'd feed well the land
And worry the sheep

And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle show fear
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you

They'd find us in a week (Lay here for years or for hours)
When the weather gets hot (So long we become the flowers)
They'd find us in a week (Lay here for years or for hours)
When the cattle shows fear (So long we become the flowers)

And they'd find us in a week
When the buzzards get loud
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
After the raven has had its say

I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you




I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you

Overall Meaning

In "In A Week," Hozier tells the story of a couple who have died and are lying in the grass. The first verse begins with the singer saying he has never known peace and hunger like the damp grass beneath him and the insects feeding on him. He shares that he and his partner have sustained each other's hunger and that their heartbeats have slowed, leading them to die together.


The second verse, the singer speaks about how he has never known sleep like the slumber that creeps to him and the colors of the morning that reveal to him. He questions if his partner could always sleep so soundly, while their flesh goes cold. They lie together, hand in hand, until they become the flowers below them.


The chorus repeats the lyrics, "and they'd find us in a week when the weather gets hot, after the insects have made their claim. After the foxes have known our taste, I'd be home with you." The singer desires to be home with his partner, even in death.


The song is a beautiful and haunting tale of two lovers who have died, and is interpreted to mean that they chose to die together. The imagery of the damp grass and insects feeding on them gives a sense of the inevitability of death, while the slow heartbeat and feeding of each other's hunger show the love and comfort the two bring to each other in their final moments.


Line by Line Meaning

I have never known peace
I have never experienced true peace in my life


Like the damp grass that yields to me
Similar to how the damp grass bends under my weight


I have never known hunger
I have never experienced true hunger in my life


Like these insects that feast on me
Similar to how these insects feed on me


A thousand teeth
So many potential threats surrounding me


And yours among them, I know
Including you, I am aware of this danger


Our hungers appeased
Our desires have been satisfied


Our heartbeats becoming slow
We are calming down and becoming relaxed


We lay here for years or for hours
We have been in this same position for what feels like a very long time


Thrown here or found
We either ended up here by accident or were placed here intentionally


To freeze or to thaw
Either becoming numb or slowly regaining feeling


So long we become the flowers
We have been here so long that we have become a part of the landscape


Two corpses we were
We entered into this position as living beings and now we are dead


Two corpses I saw
The singer is reflecting on the fact that both they and their partner are now dead


And they'd find us in a week
It would take about a week for someone to notice our absence


When the weather gets hot
It would be during a time when the temperature rises


After the insects have made their claim
After the insects have consumed our flesh


I'd be home with you
Even after death, the singer longs to be with their partner


I have never known sleep
I have never truly experienced restful sleep


Like the slumber that creeps to me
The artist is describing a feeling of sleep taking hold of them


I have never known color
The artist has never seen such vivid colors before


Like this morning reveals to me
The beauty of this moment has newly opened up to the artist


And you haven't moved an inch
The singer's partner has remained completely still


Such that I would not know
To the point where the artist has no way of knowing


If you sleep always like this
If their partner always sleeps so soundly


The flesh calmly going cold
The body is gradually losing its warmth


Your hand in my hand
The singer is holding their partner's hand


So still and discreet
Both partners are incredibly still and silent


We'd feed well the land
After our deaths, our bodies would nourish the earth


And worry the sheep
Our presence may frighten or disturb those who happen upon us


When the cattle shows fear
The animals may become alarmed and agitated in our presence


When the buzzards get loud
When birds of prey become more vocal and alert


After the foxes have known our taste
After they have become accustomed to consuming our flesh


After the raven has had its say
When the scavengers have had their fill and moved on




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Andrew Hozier Byrne

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T Diaz

i love the way the irish can sing about decay and corpses and graves and the like with such incredible lusciousness.  brings to mind sinead o'connor's, "i am stretched on your grave." buzzards, insects, foxes, ravens. so nice.

bon_nie.c

Ireland is the land of saints and scholars

Carmen-Monoxide

Yesss! Listen to Dead Can Dances version of I Am Stretched on Your Grave... its haunting

Robert Ryan

They're poets. All of 'em.

kk

This should become an Irish folk classic! It is beautiful, amusing, and sounds like something from centuries ago.

Bulletproof Love

Very well put.

Rebecca T

It's awesome that Hozier is able to leave echoes of his music and voice swimming around in my head, even after I've turned off the video. His music is haunting, enchanting and apparently, my brain likes it enough to keep replaying it over and over. Not that I mind. :) 

Patty Chambers

@Crystal Longdon It's def running in my brain, cause this song is my alarm song!!  Perfect!!

Candyce Byrne

I have a theory that the sonorities Hozier selects are beneficial to the brain and body.  This particular song not the best example because it is about an uplifting subject, accepting the harmony of nature; however, many of his other stories are about people who are wronged and who do wrong, and yet the effect is uplifting because of how he uses voices and how they interact with the instruments and percussion, which also has a meditative effect.  I have read a bit about these things but don't know enough to analyze his music.  Still, I think that's what's happening when I listen.

Makayla Huffman

I agree there is something so wholesome.

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