12 Passing Afternoon
Iron & Wine Lyrics


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There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms

There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves

There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children until she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds

There are things we can't recall, Blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling around the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the window closed, she'll sit and think of me




But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone

Overall Meaning

Passing Afternoon by Iron & Wine is a melancholic song with deep introspective lyrics that talk about how time passes by quickly and things change over time. The song is divided into four stanzas, each one telling a different story that is linked by the theme of passing time. The first stanza talks about a woman who got married in the summer and burned her yard. The yard remembers her, but she is gone. The second stanza talks about autumn blowing the quilt off the perfect bed a woman made, and she has chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings. The third stanza talks about how time passes by, and we are like sailing ships that pass each other. Springtime calls her children until she lets them go at last. In the fourth stanza, the singer talks about how memory can be fleeting and there are things we can't recall. But, he remembers a woman's naked arms and secrets still like songs he'd never learned. And, there are names across the sea, and sometimes she'll sit and think of him while mending her husband's tattered clothes.


The song has a simple acoustic guitar melody, with Sam Beam's vocals providing a raw and straightforward interpretation of the lyrics. The song was released in 2004 as part of Iron & Wine's album "Our Endless Numbered Days." The album was critically acclaimed and was a commercial success, reaching number 46 on the US Billboard charts. The song has since been used in various movies, TV shows, and even video games.


Line by Line Meaning

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Time and moments come and go just like a beautiful afternoon that disappears into the night.


Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
The summer weather brought a beautiful warmth into the room where she spent her honeymoon.


And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
She chose a place to burn something but the memory of her is still felt in the ground.


Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
Her children continue to take care of her plants, including her Bougainvillea, using the wooden spoons she once used.


There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Just like the passing of time, there are things in life that will eventually slip away, including our days on this earth.


Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
As the season changed to autumn, the perfected bed she made was no longer needed, as the warmth of summer faded away.


And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
She has chosen to have faith in the hymns her mother sings that bring a sense of peace and comfort.


Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves
On Sundays, children play in piles of fallen leaves, feeling like they are being pulled right out from the ground.


There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Sometimes we are just like ships in the ocean, passing through the grass where our bodies lay, without even noticing.


Springtime calls her children until she let's them go at last
Springtime brings new life, calling forth the children to be free to grow and learn on their own.


And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Despite losing her wedding ring, she still knows where she belongs and where she wants to be.


Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
Her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds is still somewhere near, just waiting to be found and put to use again.


There are things we can't recall, Blind as night that finds us all
Just like the dark night that can make us feel lost, there are things in life that we simply cannot remember.


Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
As winter approaches, she takes care to make sure her children, just like fragile china dolls, are safe and tucked in.


But my hands remember hers, rolling around the shaded ferns
Even though time has passed, the memory of holding her hand and exploring shaded ferns is still very much alive in his mind.


Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
The memory of her bare arms and the secrets she kept are still with him, just like songs he never had the chance to hear.


There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Distance doesn't exist when it comes to finding love, as there are now names across the sea that he believes in and loves.


Sometimes, with the window closed, she'll sit and think of me
Even with the window closed, there are times when she is still thinking of him and the love they once shared.


But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
Despite the bumps in the road, she will still kiss him and mend his tattered clothes, as if they both know the love they share is worth fighting for.


A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
Everyone has a fear of being alone that feels like a sleeping baby inside of them.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: SAMUEL ERVIN BEAM

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@dr.aromakalra92

"In my whole life, I've been forced to choose between love and self respect. And I chose self respect. With Wilson, I can have both. " When some girl like Amber falls for a Boy like Wilson. It's so beautiful and pretty. Amantadine is and will always be my most hated drug because it's not Amber who died, It's Wilson's heart that died. And Why? Why does it always Hurt to listen this song, but I always listen to this to cherish that last moment between those two. Because that's not the last feeling I want to feel. ❣️💔❣️
P. S. I have grown up under Bougainvillea blooms!
(Edit: If someone reads this, just ping the like so that I can come here and listen to this masterpiece again, Thank you in advance) ✨

(Edit part 2: I always listened to this song and thought about Amber and Wilson. How he gave her love and respect both. How I never dated guys who would ask me to choose either of the two. It made me stay single for a very very long time in my life. But then after I made this comment, and I had listened it so many times and I jotted down what I actually want in my man. And you know, I manifested him. A guy with who, I can have both. It's been 6 months since we are talking. And it's amazing.✨)


(Edit Part 3: It has been 1 whole year since i wrote the edit part 2. And we are engaged now. He asked me out to marry right when he asked me to be his girlfriend. He told his parents and rest of the family and friends about me and waited for me for 4 months to even tell my side of the family. Months later, our families agreed for us being together as in India, they still are a little new to that. Now we have been engaged since April (now july, 2023) and everyday he is falling more for me. And even more than i can even express, i am falling for him more every minute. He is the most amazing man to walk on the face of Earth, and he makes me the happiest woman alive. He is respectful, loving and Godly. We are just waiting for the long distance to get over (because we are both doctors, getting our Postgrad degrees), and then we will marry. 🖤 Till then, the life is in the process of making itself more beautiful.




(Edit Part 4:
Song Recommendation: Choo Lo by The Local Train
I know this is a sad song but it reminds me of my boyfriend (now fiancé) because it feels like for all the traumas I have had in my life, family, and career, it is like God actually sent a piece of himself in his disguise. He is a wonderful man who makes my soul happy.
He is the kind of man who makes a robotic person like me feel.
After having a trauma train in family, and career, forced to be mature at a young age because you lost most important family memeber, you forget to feel a single thing.

He came along and somehow softened my heart.

This song is so beautiful and it reminds me of him. Everytime I listen to it. We are both doctors and currently in long distance because of our specialities (only for 1.5 year more), so whenever we meet, after a month or so, the moment he leaves, this song always starts buzzing in my head.

It was his birthday 5 days back and we were together and celebrated it in the best way possible, did everything he likes, even went to Gaming arcade.
And it was one of the best memories for us.
After I dropped him to Airport and came back to my empty apartment, and i all that could think was, "Khada hun aaj bhi wahin, lagi teri hi aas hai..Kaisi hai ye bebasi, ye kaisi dil ki pyaas hai..Choo lo jo mujhe tum kabhi.. Kho na jaau main raat din..Nazaro me ho tum base... Keh do jo ab tum ek baar..mere ho bas tum mere... "

He is the most perfect man. He is human version of galaxies. And he makes every single day, beautiful just by existing.

I recently resigned my PG degree as 8 months into the course I realized that I want to pursue another specialty, and guess what? Who made me believe that I can crack the exam again and in better way. He is my strength and he is beauty. He is everything that God makes for peace. He is like Halley's Comet. You see that, only once in your lifetime. He is that person. ✨❤✨)
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@saranshbajpai9377

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms

There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves

There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children until she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds

There are things we can't recall, Blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling around the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the window closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone



All comments from YouTube:

@christophergargaro959

“Get off the bus”
“I can’t”
“Why not?”
“Because it doesn’t hurt here...I don’t want to be in pain, I don’t want to be miserable...and I don’t want Wilson to hate me”
“Well...you can’t always get what you want”

Such a powerful scene and amazing acting by Hugh

@JoseGonzalez-fd3fs

What movie?

@mariambouorm9377

Jose Gonzalez it’s a series called house

@lyndenmaluleke8085

I'm here because of House

@leonardoiujo5355

@@lyndenmaluleke8085 i'm here for house too lol

@knopflerfan9069

Hugh Laurie is such a brilliant actor, he's just so weirdly incredible at portraying both physical and mental pain. Also RSL is underestimated imo, his acting in Wilson's Heart as Amber is dying was sublime, totally destroyed me

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@pekpekplz

"Why aren't you angry?"
"That's not the last feeling I want to experience."

@DaithiDeNogla

<3

@Arsonist_Clown

This is a historical landmark right here

@medzik5412

True

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