Woke up in a strange
Jeff Buckley Lyrics


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Ghost calls to visit
With my keys in his pocket
Kisses in my mouth with his
Eyes hanging out of his sockets
My memories crumble
Under still resistance
I was torn out like pages
From the book of existence

I woke up in a strange place
My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
I made a call for a blackened cab
Some destination was moving on in
I remember the words that you told me
How they come down so hard, so plain
Fate is going to find your love in a
Glass of champagne

I lied to my host I told him
I knew how far I could go
When I emptied my guts out
On his brand new stereo
Well he paid me to go upstairs
And spend a night with his friend
I never want to see my face
In the mirror again

I woke up in a strange place
Music so loud that I spilled all my beer
I met a ride in that blackened cab
Some destination was all that he had
Easy now, this car is speeding up
For my last chance, crashing to freedom
Fate is going to find your love in a
Glass of champagne

Sweat pours down
You're in the back seat sleeping
And she waits by the window
On an empty bed, weeping
The ghost guns the motor
To the land that he promised me
I guess this is the time when your
Best intentions become facts again

This is no song for the dislocated
The one you loved but it turned to be hated
Because the lies of the spirit possessed you
Because the eyes of your lover resist you
Listen now, you keep your aim steady
As your temple turns to kiss the pistol
Fate is going to find your love
In a glass of champagne





Fate is going to find your love
In a glass of champagne

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jeff Buckley's song "I Woke Up in a Strange Place" deal with themes of confusion, disorientation, regret, and the consequences of bad decisions. The opening lines, "Ghost calls to visit with my keys in his pocket, kisses in my mouth with his eyes hanging out of his sockets" suggest a surreal, dreamlike scenario where the singer is haunted by memories of the past. The second verse reveals that he is in a strange place, with blood on his chin, trying to make sense of his surroundings.


The lyrics also suggest a sense of guilt and shame - the singer lies to his host about his limits, vomits on his stereo, and spends the night with his friend for money. He wakes up in another strange place, with loud music and spilled beer, and meets a ride who may or may not be taking him to his intended destination. There is a sense of impending doom or danger in the song, as the "ghost guns the motor to the land that he promised me" and the singer contemplates the consequences of his actions.


The use of imagery, metaphor, and wordplay is also notable in the lyrics - fate finding love in a glass of champagne, the lies of the spirit possessing you, and your temple turning to kiss the pistol are all vivid and evocative phrases that add to the mood and meaning of the song.


Overall, "I Woke Up in a Strange Place" is a powerful and haunting song that captures the feelings of disconnection, confusion, and regret that many of us have experienced at some point in our lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Ghost calls to visit
Memories of the past come back to haunt and disturb the present


With my keys in his pocket
The ghostly presence seems to have control over tangible objects


Kisses in my mouth with his
The ghostly presence is not just a visual manifestation, but also an experiential one


Eyes hanging out of his sockets
The ghostly presence is in a state of decay, emphasizing the fleeting and unstable nature of existence


My memories crumble
The artist's sense of self and identity is breaking down


Under still resistance
Despite the chaos and dissolution, there remains a sense of stubborn and defiant resilience


I was torn out like pages
The singer's identity feels fragmented and incomplete, like pieces of a book


From the book of existence
Alluding to the cyclical and fleeting nature of life


I woke up in a strange place
The artist is disoriented and uncertain about their surroundings and circumstances


My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
The artist is physically and mentally battered, adding to the sense of dislocation and vulnerability


I made a call for a blackened cab
The singer is seeking some kind of escape, but it seems dark and ominous


Some destination was moving on in
The artist doesn't know where they're going, but they feel compelled to move forward anyway


I remember the words that you told me
Alluding to an absent lover or confidant, indicating a sense of betrayal or loss


How they come down so hard, so plain
The words had a profound impact on the singer, perhaps implying some harsh truth or judgment


Fate is going to find your love in a
Implying that love or fortune is unpredictable and often found in unexpected places


Glass of champagne
The image of expensive celebratory drink suggests that fortune or love often come in moments of indulgence or extravagance


I lied to my host I told him
The artist is dishonest or deceitful, either out of necessity or habit


I knew how far I could go
Feigning confidence or control, despite feeling lost or directionless


When I emptied my guts out
The singer is prone to physical and emotional vulnerability, despite putting up a facade of toughness


On his brand new stereo
The artist's actions have unintentionally caused damage or harm to someone else


Well he paid me to go upstairs
The artist is in a precarious economic or social situation, relying on the whims and generosity of others


And spend a night with his friend
The artist is willing to perform intimate or compromising acts for money


I never want to see my face
The singer is disgusted or ashamed with themselves, potentially due to their own actions or circumstances beyond their control


In the mirror again
Reflecting on one's own reflection, with all its inherent complexities and ambiguities


Music so loud that I spilled all my beer
The singer is once again disoriented and overwhelmed, caught up in the chaos and excess of their surroundings


I met a ride in that blackened cab
The singer is relying on the whims and impulses of others, surrendering control and autonomy


Some destination was all that he had
The singer's journey is uncertain and ambiguous, potentially leading to more dislocation and uncertainty


Easy now, this car is speeding up
The journey is becoming more tumultuous and unstable, with danger and unpredictability looming


For my last chance, crashing to freedom
The artist is grappling with the possibility of danger or even death, but sees it as a possible escape from their current predicament


Sweat pours down
Physical sensation reinforces the sense of fear, anxiety, and urgency


You're in the back seat sleeping
The singer is not alone, but feels like their companions are distant or disconnected


And she waits by the window
Alluding to an absent or distant lover, adding to the sense of longing and isolation


On an empty bed, weeping
The image of a crying lover in an empty bed further emphasizes the sense of loss and loneliness


The ghost guns the motor
The supernatural or unseen force is taking charge, potentially leading to more chaos and danger


To the land that he promised me
Alluding to the possibility of redemption or salvation, but with a sense of ambiguity and uncertainty


I guess this is the time when your
The artist is accepting or bracing themselves for some kind of reckoning or culmination


Best intentions become facts again
Despite one's hopes or aspirations, reality often asserts itself in unexpected and disappoint ways


This is no song for the dislocated
The singer is aware of their own sense of dislocation and disorientation, but still attempting to make sense of it


The one you loved but it turned to be hated
Alluding to a relationship or connection that is now strained or damaged, adding to the sense of loss and regret


Because the lies of the spirit possessed you
Alluding to the idea that one's own emotions or conflicted desires can lead to self-deception or manipulation


Because the eyes of your lover resist you
Alluding to a strained or failed relationship, with one's own desires or intentions rebuffed or ignored


Listen now, you keep your aim steady
The singer is trying to steel themselves for some kind of confrontation or challenge


As your temple turns to kiss the pistol
Alluding to the idea of one's own body or psyche betraying them, potentially leading to harm or danger


Fate is going to find your love
The sense of inevitability and unpredictability that underscore much of the song, with love or fortune arriving in unexpected ways or places


In a glass of champagne
The image of expensive celebratory drink suggests that fortune or love often come in moments of indulgence or extravagance




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JEFF BUCKLEY

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@b.a.7228

Ghost comes to visit with my keys in his pocket
Kisses on my mouth with his eyes rolling out of the socket
Memories crumbling under solid steel resistance
I was torn out like pages from The Book of Existence

I woke up in a strange place
My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
I made a call for that Black Death cab
My destination is moving on in
And I remember words you told me
Came down so hard, so plain
Fate is gonna find you, Love,
In your glass of champagne

Love came calling as a counterfeit mistress
Stealing from the pockets of her sadomasochist
Mouthing false praise like a tongue on crystal meth
Cigarette smelled like the fear inside my chest

Yes and I lied to my host that I knew how far I could go
When I emptied my guts out on his brand new stereo
He paid me to go on upstairs and spend the night with his friend
I never want to see my face in the mirror again

I woke up in a strange place
Music so loud I spit up my beer
I took a ride down in that Black Death cab
My destination is already here
Easy now, car is speeding up
For my last chance crash into freedom
Fate is going to find you, Love,
In your glass of champagne

Sweat pours down, I'm in the back seat sleeping
She watches from her empty bed, out the window, weeping
Ghost guns that motor to the land that he promised me
Drawbridge abandoned and the mother needs nowhere

This is a song for you, Dislocated,
You're born to love, but it turned to be hated
Because the lies of the spirit possessed you
Because the eyes of your lover resist you
Listen up, boy, I'm shouting from the bottom
Of a barrel, heading down the rapids, yeah
Steady now, keep your aim solid
As your temple turns to kiss the pistol
Fate is going to find you, My Love,
In your glass of champagne

Fate is going to find you, Love,
In your glass of champagne

Fate is going to find you, Love,
In your glass of champagne



@WyldeRatttz

So Jeff kissed men, too, huh? I wonder who the "ghost" is and if he's the same as the guy with the stereo. Lyrics:

Ghost comes to visit with my keys in his pocket
Kisses on my mouth with his eyes rolling out of the sockets
Memories crumbling under solid steel resistance
I was torn out like pages from the book of existence

I woke up in a strange place
My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
I made a call for that black death cab
My destination is moving on in

And I remember words you told me
Came down so hard, so plain
Fate is gonna find you, love
In your glass of champagne

Love came calling as a counterfeit mistress
Stealing from the pockets of her sadomasochist
My ???? plays like a tongue on crystal meth
Cigarette smelled like the fear inside my chest

Yes, and I lied to my host that I knew how far I could go
When I emptied my guts out on his brand new stereo
He paid me to go upstairs to spend the night with his friend
I never want to see my face in the mirror again

I woke up in a strange place
Music so loud I spilled all my beer
I took a ride down in that black death cab
My destination is already here

Easy now
Car is speeding up
For my last chance crash into freedom
Fate is going to find you, love
In your glass of champagne

Sweat pours down
I'm in the back seat
Sleeping

She watches from her empty bed
Out the window
Weeping

Ghost guns that motor to the land that he promised me
??? abandon and the ???? needs nowhere

This is a song for you, dislocated
You were going to love, but it turned to being hated
Because the lies of the spirit possessed you
Because the eyes of your lover resist you

Listen up, boy
I'm shouting from the bottom of a barrel
Heading down the rapids, yeah
Steady now, keep your aim solid
As your temple turns to kiss the pistol

Fate is going to find you, my love
In your glass of champagne



@truefunksoul8638

Love came calling as a counterfeit mistress
Stealing from the pockets of a sadomasochist
Mouthing false plays like a tongue on crystal meth
Cigarette smelled like the fear inside my chest

Yes, and I lied to my host that I knew how far I could go
When I emptied my guts out on his brand new stereo
He paid me to go on upstairs and spend the night with his friend
I never want to see my face in the mirror again



All comments from YouTube:

@theindiediary5950

When I compare artists. I never mention Jeff Buckley. Simply because I keep his music in it's own realm away from the rest of the musicians. He made music for the very soul.

@claudiabuga1739

Nick Drake

@seangatehouse6547

@@claudiabuga1739 yess Nick Drake too! It's as if there are a very special few that can hit that pure soulful realm, and leave people trying to figure out where the hell it came from. Check out Matt Corby or Tamino!

@nihilist6008

Blues?

@jenniferjohnson9302

only certain musicians make true music coming from the depths of their soul and Jeff was definitely one that kept digging no matter what it took too many drugs took him away from us i wish musicians would realize the life is what kills the talent

@theindiediary5950

@@jenniferjohnson9302 Jeff died in a drowning accident.

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@termsofusepolice

It's a crime there is only a live and not a studio electric, full band version of this magnificent track. The MOST underrated Jeff song IMO.

@KirbyCharkra

Abso, I play this one all the time on guitar. It's just an amazing song.

@rzrleaf8739

https://youtu.be/JmEDvRFZqY8

@kalaikful

You might’ve heard it already but there is a live electric version with the full band on Spotify. Not a studio version but it’s something

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