Resolve
Lagwagon Lyrics


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Don't leave me in this room
The walls are closing in
This is the space I used to say

The line is drawn for you each day
But every day you show
With sound of caving walls
Some day this song will have no pulse
And I'll cave alone
But there we are

Waiting for your answer
Your arms speeded elation
Beating out your salvation

But when the tape stopped you were gone
A half measure from home
This week I recreate

Edit you back into
The blare that could define you
Coveted by few who knew

The phone rings without pause
This grief wills everyone
All I have is our shitty song

How could it ever be enough?
Here we are in our final accord
A mortician and his tools





Sonically bury you
You could have chose another chord to resolve on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lagwagon's song "Resolve" express the feeling of being trapped in a room as the walls around you keep closing in. The singer asks to not be left in this confined space and refers to it as the "space I used to say." It's unclear what the singer is referring to, but it suggests a place of safety, familiarity, and expression that has now turned into a prison. The line, "The line is drawn for you each day, but every day you show," could mean that the singer has set boundaries for themselves and others, but they keep getting violated. They are constantly surrounded by the sound of caving walls and the feeling of being suffocated.


The song then shifts to a different perspective, possibly addressing someone specific, who is being called upon to respond to something. The person's arms are characterized as "speeded elation" beating out their salvation. But when the tape stops, this person is gone, leaving the singer alone. The line "This week I recreate, edit you back into the blare that could define you," speaks to a sense of loss, grief, and a desire to hold onto the memory of who is gone. They are trying to recreate something that was once there by editing what they have into a representation of what was. The grief is universal too as "the phone rings without pause, and this grief wills everyone." The song ends with a sombre note, highlighting the transience of life and the fact that we always have a choice in deciding how we resolve our lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't leave me in this room
The singer is afraid and begs for companionship.


The walls are closing in
The singer feels trapped and claustrophobic.


This is the space I used to say
The space the singer is in holds memories of happier times.


The line is drawn for you each day
There are expectations and boundaries set for the listener on a daily basis.


But every day you show
The listener consistently proves these expectations wrong.


With sound of caving walls
The pressure and anxiety of these expectations is building up.


Some day this song will have no pulse
The inspiration and passion for this song will eventually fade away.


And I'll cave alone
The artist will be left by themselves, potentially losing their drive for creativity.


But there we are
Despite this, the listener and speaker are still together in this moment.


Waiting for your answer
The artist is waiting for the listener's response.


Your arms speeded elation
The listener's embrace brings joy and happiness to the singer.


Beating out your salvation
The listener's love is what keeps the artist going.


But when the tape stopped you were gone
When the good times passed, the listener left.


A half measure from home
The listener was nearly there, but gave up before reaching the end.


This week I recreate
The singer starts over again this week.


Edit you back into
The artist tries to remember and recreate the happy times with the listener.


The blare that could define you
The artist recalls the music that was unique to the listener.


Coveted by few who knew
The music was special, only known by a select few.


The phone rings without pause
The singer receives a lot of phone calls.


This grief wills everyone
The artist is battling their own grief, which affects those around them.


All I have is our shitty song
The only thing the artist has left is their song with the listener.


How could it ever be enough?
The artist questions whether their song could have sustained their relationship.


Here we are in our final accord
The listener and speaker meet in their final moments.


A mortician and his tools
The listener and speaker, in their final moments, symbolize a mortician and their tools.


Sonically bury you
The singer's music becomes the burial ground for their memories with the listener.


You could have chose another chord to resolve on
The listener could have chosen a different path to resolve their relationship, but it ended this way.




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BETH GIBBONS, PAUL DAVID WEBB

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