Their style combines elements of post-hardcore and screamo in a very experimental way to something that can hardly be put into a single genre. Their first LP,Somewhere at the Bottom of the River Between Vega and Altair, was released on November 11, 2008. The album was recorded at Studiotte in Grand Rapids by Joel and Troy Otte. In late 2011 they released their second LP called Wildlife which has also been added as an accompaniment to the #224 issue of the german "Visions" music magazine.
You and I in Unison
La Dispute Lyrics
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Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
Or did I once–Did I have it and lose it?
No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
No one should ever have to brave that storm. No,
Everybody needs someone or something.
Right at the same time that I sing my own?
Some days I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window frame.
The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than the rest of what comes through.
Some days I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the slightest way.
It's like the warmest light now laid across my bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
Not just sunlight.
I have the memory climb down the balcony.
I put a flower on the back of its dress.
It's probably best to forget it.
It's probably best to let go.
I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip meet,
Only a moment after breaking the kiss. And
I blur out everything else.
That's how I choose to remember it.
Some nights are a lot like the days, I lay awake too late, I watch the shadows casted
Trace your shape. Those silver slivers on the wall then on the bedsheets.
I hear your song in the trees. I finally fall into rest.
Often later when I'm sleeping you show up in my dreams.
Just doing simple things, like buying groceries.
And when I wake up I could swear you must've just left me
Like you got up to make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed.
But the truth is, you were never there. You won't ever be.
Sometimes I think I'm not either so what do I do
When every day still seems to start and end with you?
And you won't ever know, you won't ever see,
How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
I leave the memory up atop the balcony.
I tear this flower from the back of the dress.
It's best this time, I bet, to just forget and let go.
Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out.
I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else.
And let go, and let go, and let go.
Everybody has to let go someday
Everybody has to let go.
I wonder when I will. I wonder.
But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet
After I blur it all out, our every memory, if
You never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then,
Should I not just sing along?
Should I not just sing along?
I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
I do not need it to happen. I'm not resigned to it. And
If they never do I'll sing your name in every line.
Just like I did throughout this. Just like I've always done.
In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son.
In all those giving up. In all those giving in.
Until I die I will sing our names in unison.
Until I die I will sing our names in unison.
The lyrics of You and I in Unison by La Dispute speak of the theme of loss and the struggle to let go of someone who has passed away. The opening lines hint at the search for meaning in tragedy and the possibility of finding something to ease the pain. However, the following lines express the need for companionship and the time-honored truth that no one should have to go through life alone.
The lyrics continue with the artist's reminiscences of the deceased, portraying their memories as dreamlike and fantastical. A particular memory of kissing is painted in vivid detail, but the artist leaves out everything else except the moment of the kiss. The artist acknowledges that the deceased will never return and that it is probably best to let go. However, the ghost of the deceased still lingers in their memories and impacts their daily life as they continue to hear their song in every city they visit.
The final lines of the song reinforce the artist's commitment to the memory of the deceased. They explain their resolve to keep the memory of the deceased alive by singing their name in unison. Thus, the song expresses the never-ending bond between the living and the dead, which remains unbroken even after death.
Line by Line Meaning
What will I find?
Am I searching for something to ease my pain or did I have it before and lose it?
No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
No one should ever face their struggles alone.
Everybody needs someone or something.
We all need something or someone to rely on.
And when I sing, don't I sing your name out
Right at the same time that I sing my own?
When I express myself, do I not hold onto a part of you with me?
Some days I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window frame.
Sometimes I feel like you are still with me, bringing light into my life.
The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than the rest of what comes through.
Your presence brings warmth and brightness into a dark world.
Some days I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the slightest way.
Sometimes I feel like I can still hear your voice calling out to me.
It's like the warmest light now laid across my bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
Not just sunlight.
The light that fills my life feels like it comes from you, not just the sun.
I have the memory climb down the balcony.
I put a flower on the back of its dress.
I hold onto memories and cherish them like precious possessions.
It's probably best to forget it.
It's probably best to let go.
It's better to let go of memories and move forward with life.
That's how I choose to remember it.
I choose to remember things in the way that makes me happiest.
Some nights are a lot like the days, I lay awake too late, I watch the shadows casted
Trace your shape.
I spend restless nights thinking about you and what we had.
But the truth is, you were never there. You won't ever be.
The hard truth is that you are no longer with me and never will be again.
Sometimes I think I'm not either so what do I do
When every day still seems to start and end with you?
I don't know what to do when I feel like I'm not moving on but thoughts of you still consume my every day.
And you won't ever know, you won't ever see,
How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
You will never know how much the memory of you has affected and defined who I am today.
It's best this time, I bet, to just forget and let go.
It's best to move on and let go this time around.
Everybody has to let go someday
Everyone must eventually move on from their past.
But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet
After I blur it all out, our every memory, if
You never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then,
Should I not just sing along?
If I still feel your presence in every aspect of my life, should I not embrace it and sing along?
I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
I do not need it to happen. I'm not resigned to it.
I will hope for the future, but I am not resigned to it.
And
If they never do I'll sing your name in every line.
And if my hopes never come to fruition, I will still sing your name in everything I do.
Until I die I will sing our names in unison.
I will always carry the memory of us with me, singing our names in perfect harmony.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Written by: JORDAN LEE DREYER, CHAD WILLIAM STERENBERG, BRADLEY RYEN VANDER LUGT, ADAM DAVID VASS, KEVIN SCOTT WHITTEMORE, BRADLEY RYAN VANDER LUGT, KEVIN SCOTT WHITTEMORE
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@toxicinspector
What will I find?
Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
Or did I once—Did I have it and lose it?
No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone.
No one should ever have to brave that storm. No,
Everybody needs someone or something.
And when I sing, don’t I sing your name out
Right at the same time that I sing my own?
Some days I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window frame.
The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than the rest of what comes through.
Some days I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the slightest way.
It’s like the warmest light now laid across my bedroom floor is somehow actually you and
Not just sunlight.
I have the memory climb down the balcony.
I put a flower on the back of its dress.
It’s probably best to forget it.
It’s probably best to let go.
I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip meet,
Only a moment after breaking the kiss. And
I blur out everything else.
That’s how I choose to remember it.
Some nights are a lot like the days, I lay awake too late, I watch the shadows casted
Trace your shape. Those silver slivers on the wall then on the bedsheets.
I hear your song in the trees. I finally fall into rest.
Often later when I’m sleeping you show up in my dreams.
Just doing simple things, like buying groceries.
And when I wake up I could swear you must’ve just left me
Like you got up to make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed.
But the truth is, you were never there. You won’t ever be.
Sometimes I think I’m not either so what do I do
When every day still seems to start and end with you?
And you won’t ever know, you won’t ever see,
How much your ghost since then has been defining me.
I leave the memory up atop the balcony.
I tear this flower from the back of the dress.
It’s best this time, I bet, to just forget and let go.
Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out.
I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else.
And let go, and let go, and let go.
Everybody has to let go someday
Everybody has to let go.
I wonder when I will. I wonder.
But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet
After I blur it all out, our every memory, if
You never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then,
Should I not just sing along?
Should I not just sing along?
I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
I do not need it to happen. I’m not resigned to it. And
If they never do I’ll sing your name in every line.
Just like I did throughout this. Just like I’ve always done.
In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son.
In all those giving up. In all those giving in.
Until I die I will sing our names in unison.
Until I die I will sing our names in unison.
@shelbs6909
What will I find?
Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy?
Or did I once-Did I have it and lose it?
No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone
No one should ever have to brave that storm. No
Everybody needs someone or something
And when I sing, don’t I sing your name out
Right at the same time that I sing my own?
Some days I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window frame
The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than the rest of what comes through
Some days I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the slightest way
It’s like the warmest light now laid across my bedroom floor is somehow actually you and not just sunlight
I have the memory climb down the balcony
I put a flower on the back of its dress
It’s probably best to forget it
It’s probably best to let go
I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip meet
Only a moment after breaking the kiss. And
I blur out everything else
That’s how I choose to remember it
Some nights are a lot like the days, I lay awake too late, I watch the shadows casted
Trace your shape. Those silver slivers on the wall then on the bedsheets
I hear your song in the trees. I finally fall into rest
Often later when I’m sleeping you show up in my dreams
Just doing simple things, like buying groceries
And when I wake up I could swear you must’ve just left me
Like you got up to make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed
But the truth is, you were never there. You won’t ever be
Sometimes I think I’m not either so what do I do
When every day still seems to start and end with you?
And you won’t ever know, you won’t ever see
How much your ghost since then has been defining me
I leave the memory up atop the balcony
I tear this flower from the back of the dress
It’s best this time, I bet, to just forget and let go
Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out
I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else
And let go, and let go, and let go
Everybody has to let go someday
Everybody has to let go
I wonder when I will. I wonder
But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet
After I blur it all out, our every memory, if
You never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then
Should I not just sing along?
Should I not just sing along?
I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but
I do not need it to happen. I’m not resigned to it. And
If they never do I’ll sing your name in every line
Just like I did throughout this. Just like I’ve always done
In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son
In all those giving up. In all those giving in
Until I die I will sing our names in unison
Until I die I will sing our names in unison
@youngmosh
This song has a strong emotional connection to me. My best friend and I sang this song at the top of our lungs on his porch with his crappy guitar. We'd always talk about recording it but never did. He yelled pure passion and pain in his voice. We had the perfect duet. He moved back to his state after he graduated. He called me one day talking about how he was going to go to this arts school and how he was so excited. The next day Im at a party and I get a call saying that he died in a car accident. This song is the closest thing I have to him. The lyrics hit me so. fucking. hard.
@the_pyromaniac_dude
+Olivia Searcy this is so fckn sad
@paulamicaela1301
Holy shit. I am so sorry for your loss. i am in tears because of this comment. I can't imagine how that feels
@jwbulmer
I'm sorry.
@sweatybandit0
Wow. That's deep.
I'm sorry to hear that.
@imnotokbmh
Thats so fucked i cried when i read it reminds me of la disputes importance to my state of mind
@BeastLyScreAmo
I always find myself listening to them when I’m at my saddest. Here I am again
@missmorgue4331
Edward Jimenez same
@morgue_ann7112
Right there with yall
@lucebuck
Hope you're OK now ❤️