Jon Auer is most well known for being one half of The Posies creative team,… Read Full Bio ↴Jon Auer is most well known for being one half of The Posies creative team, along with Ken Stringfellow. Auer's solo recordings demonstrate his considerable influence to the success of The Posies. In particular, SONGS FROM THE YEAR OF OUR DEMISE achieves new levels of melody and lyrical brilliance. The song "Bottom of the Bottle" will resonate with anyone who has dated someone who drinks a "little too much," and "Six Feet Under" may be one of the most depressing (yet cathartic) break-up songs ever written. SONGS FROM THE YEAR OF OUR DEMISE, BLOOD ON THE TRACKS, and SEA CHANGE are the holy trinity of break-up albums.

Tears
Jon Auer Lyrics

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It's just coincidence
Well you can talk that way, but i have to say,
I don't beleive in it
It was the chill of chance, i decided to dance the days away
And i wasn't worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
No, I wasn't worried at all
Dreams are what you live for

Waiting for the light to turn green
Carry me home
To the kindest eyes that i've ever seen
Carry me home
Well can you tell me how will it be now
how will it be
Can you tell me how will it be now
How will it be?

well we were younger then
And the days were long and slow
But were we wiser then?
I couldn't say, I wouldn't know
But i wasn't worried at all
i had someone to run to
And i wasn't worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew

Counting out the chaos in bloom
Carry me home
And I watched the sinners spin round the room
Carry me home
Well can you tell me how will it be now
how will it be
Can you tell me how will it be now
How will it be?

In a cold world
How will it be?
In the real world
How will it be?
In a lonely world
How will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop
Following me
All now drawn into the sun
He was the only one
In the real world
How will it be?
In a cold cold world
How will it be?
Beck and call
Beg and crawl
How will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop
Following me
All now drawn into the sun
He was the only one

And so, i remember you
I remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through
And dreamed of all the things you've seen
Of all the faces and all of the places you have been

And now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number
And it comes to the end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder

Overall Meaning

The song "Tears" by Jon Auer is an emotional reflection on past memories and experiences. The singer starts by disagreeing with the idea of coincidence, suggesting that everything happens for a reason. They then reminisce on their past, the carefree days of youth, and how they had someone to rely on. The singer then reflects on the chaos in the world and the uncertainty of the future, wondering how it will be. The song ends with the singer remembering someone who helped them through tough times but who is no longer in their life.

The phrase "tears" could refer to the tears shed during difficult times or the idea that memories can be like tears, fleeting and hard to hold onto. The opening line of the song seems to suggest that the singer is grappling with the idea that everything happens for a reason or by chance, a common theme in philosophy and religious theology. The idea that a person can "dance the days away" suggests a carefree attitude and a willingness to enjoy life in the face of uncertainty.

The line "Waiting for the light to turn green, carry me home" could represent the idea of waiting for the right moment or opportunity to come along before moving forward. The singer is looking to be brought back to a place of safety represented by "the kindest eyes that I've ever seen." The reference to the ghosts that follow the singer might allude to unresolved issues that continue to plague them long after the event. The song's closing lines reflect on how things can come to an end so quickly, leaving the singer to wonder about the fleeting nature of life.

Line by Line Meaning

It's just coincidence
The situation was a coincidence

Well you can talk that way, but i have to say, I don't beleive in it
The singer does not believe in the coincidence

It was the chill of chance, i decided to dance the days away And i wasn't worried at all Sneaking through the back door No, I wasn't worried at all Dreams are what you live for
The singer was relaxed and carefree, dancing through life and following their dreams

well we were younger then And the days were long and slow But were we wiser then? I couldn't say, I wouldn't know But i wasn't worried at all i had someone to run to And i wasn't worried at all I knew which way the wind blew
The artist reflects on youthful times and is unsure about their own level of wisdom, but felt secure and confident with a loved one

Counting out the chaos in bloom Carry me home And I watched the sinners spin round the room Carry me home Well can you tell me how will it be now how will it be Can you tell me how will it be now How will it be?
The singer observes chaos and indulgence, and again questions what will happen next

In a cold world How will it be? In the real world How will it be? In a lonely world How will it be? Will the ghosts just stop Following me All now drawn into the sun He was the only one In the real world How will it be? In a cold cold world How will it be? Beck and call Beg and crawl How will it be? Will the ghosts just stop Following me All now drawn into the sun He was the only one
The singer is questioning how they will fare in a harsh and lonely world while wondering if their past mistakes and trauma will continue to haunt them, with the memory of one important person shining like a guiding light

And so, i remember you I remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through And dreamed of all the things you've seen Of all the faces and all of the places you have been And now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number And it comes to the end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder
The artist remembers fondly the impact of someone who helped them through life, yet feels saddened by their apparent loss or disappearance and by how fleeting life can be

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: MARK BURGESS, DAVID FIELDING, JOHN LEVER, REGINALD SMITHIES

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