Idea Track
Idlewild Lyrics


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Dear Hugh Miller, I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
Your grave, it's your grave

Dear Hugh Miller, it's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)

Dear Hugh Miller, it's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave

Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)

Your grave, it's your grave

Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)

I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea




I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
Your grave, it's your grave.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Idlewild's "Idea Track" are poetic and cryptic, leaving much interpretation up to the listener. The song seems to be addressing a man named Hugh Miller, and the singer (singer Roddy Woomble) is struggling with something related to his grave. The lines "Your grave, it's your grave" are repeated multiple times throughout the song, perhaps as a form of punctuation or emphasis.


One possible interpretation is that the song is about creative frustration. The "idea track" could refer to a musician or artist's constant search for innovative ideas, and the singer is feeling stuck and unable to generate anything new. The line "Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live" suggests a pressure to perform or produce despite feeling creatively blocked.


Another interpretation could be that the song is about grief and the difficulty of moving on after a loved one has died. "Your grave, it's your grave" could be a painful acknowledgement of the finality of death, and the singer is struggling to adjust to a world without the person they've lost.


Overall, the lyrics of "Idea Track" are open to multiple interpretations, leaving the listener to draw their own conclusions about what the song means.


Line by Line Meaning

Dear Hugh Miller, I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
The singer is addressing someone named Hugh Miller, saying that they have been thinking about their situation for a while but it still doesn't feel better.


And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
The singer says that the situation they are in has not improved even after three months.


Your grave, it's your grave
The repetition of this phrase throughout the song could symbolize death or acceptance of something that has ended.


Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
The artist suggests putting on a facade that everything is okay, just for the sake of appearances.


Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
The artist is calling out someone for putting on a false appearance without putting in any real effort to make things better.


Dear Hugh Miller, it's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
The singer is updating Hugh Miller on their current situation, and confessing that they haven't really felt any better since the last time they spoke.


I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
The singer is stuck in a situation they're not happy with, and time doesn't seem to be making it easier to bear.


I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
The artist is reaffirming their determination to come up with something, even if it's not perfect or easily definable.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BOB FAIRFOULL, COLIN NEWTON, ROD PRYCE-JONES, RODDY WOOMBLE

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Lyrics -
Dear Hugh Miller
I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
Your grave, it's your grave
Dear Hugh Miller
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Dear Hugh Miller,
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
Your grave, it's your grave.



All comments from YouTube:

Flow

One of the best Bands that most people don't listen to

Celtic Spike

FACT

jipi campecoy

J'adore ce titre. J'ai l'album et il est génial.

D1str1ct

Lyrics -
Dear Hugh Miller
I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
Your grave, it's your grave
Dear Hugh Miller
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Dear Hugh Miller,
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
Your grave, it's your grave.

Fil Mc

One of the best unknown by anyone tracks ever

Michael Sharp

One of those songs you make up the words to the song and it’s good, then read the actual lyrics and it the song becomes AMAZING! 🤯

fred fredburger

You mean "Walk away, start clean" and "Lets try and stay alive" aren't the lyrics?!?!?!?!

Chris Devine

Let's get Roddy to Woomble!

matt catling

defiantly a favourite track on there's second album, it's reminds me of a bit like slint

Flip Liquid

Your grave, it's your grave. Pretend it works a while. It's transmitted live. Pretend it works a while. You don't try! I don't care if I don't have an idea track. It's an idea track. It's an idea...

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