The Sky Is A Landfill
Jeff Buckley Lyrics


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Circle around the park
Joining hands in silence
Watch the evil black the sky

The storm has ripped the shelter
Of illusion from our brow
This power is no mystery to us now.
Leave your spirit genocide
The cancer you won't remove
We cast our funeral rose inside
And bury the need to prove
Our mutilation is to gain from the system

Ooh, turn your head away
From the screen, oh people
It will tell you nothing more
Don't suck the milk of flaccid bill k.
Public's empty promise
To the people that the public can ignore

This way of life is so devised
To snuff out the mind that moves
Moving with grace the men despise
And women have learned to lose

Throw off your shame or be
A slave to the system

I see you take another drag
One more lost soul to raise your flag
The sky is a landfill
I see you take another drag
Let's see you take another drag

You like to dance to the rolling
Head of the adulteress
You sing in praise of suicide
We know you're useless
Like cops at the scene of the crime

With your steroids and your feedbag
And your stable and your trainer
I got a mail bomb for you mister strong arm.

Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes
For the violence of a nation gone by

Or the politics of weakness
And the garbage dump of souls
That will now black the sky

Their yellow haze and crowds of eyes
Will plug up the mind that moves
Moving with grace the men despise
And women have learned to lose
We'll share our bodies
In disdain for the system

Oh, I see you take another drag
One nation bends to kiss the hag
The sky is a landfill
I see you take another drag




I see you take another drag
I have no fear of this machine

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jeff Buckley's "The Sky Is A Landfill" are a powerful commentary on society and its destructive behavior. The song starts with a scene of people holding hands in silence, looking up at the dark sky which seems to be turning black because of the storm. The storm has exposed the reality of the world, which is full of injustice and corrupt systems that the people must now face.


In the next verse, the lyrics challenge the listeners to reject the cancer of the society that destroys everything in its path. The "funeral rose" symbolizes the death of the need to prove oneself to the system that mutilates and exploits the people. The following lines encourage the listeners to turn off their TV screens as they merely display empty promises, and to not become slaves to the system that snuffs out any mind that moves against it.


The last line of the song, "I have no fear of this machine," reinforces the message of the song. Despite the bleak picture the lyrics paint, there is still hope for the world if the people reject the system and take control of their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Circle around the park
Walking in circles around the park


Joining hands in silence
Holding hands without speaking


Watch the evil black the sky
Observing a storm darken the sky


The storm has ripped the shelter
The storm has destroyed our false sense of security


Of illusion from our brow
Of our delusions


This power is no mystery to us now.
We understand the true nature of this power


Leave your spirit genocide
Abandon your tendency to destroy your own spirit


The cancer you won't remove
The destructive force within you that you refuse to get rid of


We cast our funeral rose inside
We offer our symbolic death to the system


And bury the need to prove
We let go of the need to prove ourselves


Our mutilation is to gain from the system
We hurt ourselves in order to benefit from the system


Ooh, turn your head away
Look away from the distractions


From the screen, oh people
From the screens that keep us mindlessly entertained


It will tell you nothing more
The screens won't give you any more knowledge


Don't suck the milk of flaccid bill k.
Don't consume the weak and meaningless messages of media


Public's empty promise
Empty promises from politicians


To the people that the public can ignore
The politicians who are ignored by the public


This way of life is so devised
This way of living is designed


To snuff out the mind that moves
To suppress the creative mind


Moving with grace the men despise
Moving gracefully, something that men disdain


And women have learned to lose
Something women have been programmed to accept


Throw off your shame or be
Release your shame or stay


A slave to the system
A victim to the system


I see you take another drag
I watch you take another puff


One more lost soul to raise your flag
Another person addicted to follow the system


The sky is a landfill
The sky is like a dump


Let's see you take another drag
Go ahead and take another puff


You like to dance to the rolling
You like to dance along to the beat of


Head of the adulteress
The head/leader of the unfaithful


You sing in praise of suicide
You glorify suicide


We know you're useless
We know you don't have any benefit to offer


Like cops at the scene of the crime
Like police officers who can't prevent the crime


With your steroids and your feedbag
With your performance-enhancing drugs and your source of sustenance


And your stable and your trainer
And your place of residence and your mentor


I got a mail bomb for you mister strong arm.
I have a dangerous message for you, tough guy


Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes
Remove the objects that symbolize death


For the violence of a nation gone by
For the violent past of a country


Or the politics of weakness
Or the ineffective political system


And the garbage dump of souls
And the place where souls are discarded


That will now black the sky
That will darken the sky


Their yellow haze and crowds of eyes
Their noxious gas and multitude of observers


Will plug up the mind that moves
Will block the creative mind


Moving with grace the men despise
Moving gracefully, something that men disdain


And women have learned to lose
Something women have been programmed to accept


We'll share our bodies
We will share ourselves


In disdain for the system
In disgust for the system


Oh, I see you take another drag
Oh, I see you take another puff


One nation bends to kiss the hag
One country worships the old woman


I have no fear of this machine
I'm not afraid of this system




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MICHAEL TIGHE, JEFF BUCKLEY

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Comments from YouTube:

@frankieconcepcion9011

He was just coming into his Prime. Sweetheart was a full evolution. Lyrically, Guitar phrasing, composition, even vocally. The Music World would be so different right now if Jeff Buckley had a full career. He could have been the greatest songwriter in modern history.

@scrufduf

this makes me tear up a bit to think about.

@nonpolygon

agreed, biggest music loss in the last 30 years imo

@deterministicchaos3096

Unfortunately, some people wanted him gone.

@deterministicchaos3096

@77th Brigade Official dude he was killed in a boating "accident"

@davidbattaglene6873

@PSYCHEDELICS ANONYMOUSwhat do u mean,he died tradgically in a river

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@nickhartman6372

Absolutely incredible lyrics. Jeff Buckley was ahead of his time for sure. Just imagine a song like this being released today....the lyrics seem tailor made to describe the state of our society.

@adonaiyah2196

It would be great if it was released today

@nickhartman6372

@adonai yah it's great no matter which way you slice it. I'm just pointing out that his lyrics perfectly describe our society and if he said it today people would call him a white supremacist conspiracy theorist. That's how far we've devolved since 1995.

@hamc9477

​@@nickhartman6372hey Nick, what are you getting at here?

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