Revólver
Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan Lyrics


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(I know what you do
I will soon catch you)

Now after all, don't it feel like nothing,
Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.
At twelve o'clock, a bell starts ringing,
A dog starts barking, and you're still missing.
Still missing something you've never known what it was.

And I'm not one for thinking twice,
But I know this much is true,
The earth will turn and powder burns,
And you are my revolver.

Just waking up, some dogs start barking,
A bell starts ringing, and you're still missing.
And after all, don't it feel like nothing,
Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.




I'm holding on, cause you're my revolver,
And I dreamed of an ending, in a violent way.

Overall Meaning

The song Revolver by Isobel Campbell is a haunting and introspective track that speaks to the emotions we feel when we're missing something important in our lives. The lyrics speak to the feeling of walking away, of feeling like nothing, and of desperately searching for something we've never known. The main refrain of the song, "And you are my revolver," is a powerful statement that suggests that the subject of the song is the writer's weapon of choice in the struggle of life.


The imagery used throughout the song is powerful. The sound of a bell ringing and dogs barking evoke a sense of chaos and turmoil, while the idea of powder burning creates a sense of destruction and finality. The dream of an ending in a violent way suggests that the writer is struggling with their emotions, potentially considering acts of self-harm or violence as a way to escape their pain.


Line by Line Meaning

Now after all, don't it feel like nothing, Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.
Despite everything you have done, it seems like it has no significance, just like feeling empty and insignificant.


At twelve o'clock, a bell starts ringing, A dog starts barking, and you're still missing. Still missing something you've never known what it was.
Even with the daily monotony of life, you still feel a sense of longing that you cannot identify.


And I'm not one for thinking twice, But I know this much is true, The earth will turn and powder burns, And you are my revolver.
I don't often second-guess myself, but I am certain that time will pass, and the inevitable end will come, but you are my last resort when that time approaches.


Just waking up, some dogs start barking, A bell starts ringing, and you're still missing. And after all, don't it feel like nothing, Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.
You wake up to the same noises every day, and that feeling of emptiness continues to follow you with each step you take, much like the rain that fills your mouth when you attempt to run away.


I'm holding on, cause you're my revolver, And I dreamed of an ending, in a violent way.
I am still holding onto you because you are all that's left, but deep down, I envision a violent, conclusive ending to our situation.




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@morrissurquin8632

their voices combined give me the chills

@scottprince2912

I know right it's like light and dark but it definitely works and is beautiful,such a good disc.unbelievable.

@madrugada1007

R.I.P Mark Lanegan, we will miss You!😢

@LuizaNaked1

Loved it😍

@harrison6me

Heard this song on the BBCs culture show: Ice age special and havent stopped listening to it since. Its so atmospheric. Lovely<3

@joemcbee

Isobel Campbell has a new album coming out 30th January 2020! I'm not associated, just a big fan from ATX and want others to know! I preordered my copy and if you're a fan you should too! #isobelcampbell #thereisnoother

@anitagrey7356

so so so beautiful!

@almelvin2705

good music is king. bumper stickers should be issued.

@hafnadullhafnadul4200

Super!

@alexsetterington3142

Will be missed

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