Infantry
Last November Lyrics


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The antique feeling of autumn,
Tangled in her hair,
Whispered through the naked trees.
I slipped in the hall,
The staircase was soaked with her tears,
As it gathered in puddles beneath my knees.
I'll climb the ladder to the attic,
Waiting for flowers to bloom,
I hate the walls in this room,
They close in and they talk to me.

Ch: I hope she can swim cause she's diving in,
Into the deep end,
She replaced her eyes with a lens that told lies,
And she bleeds from the cut, oh
From the cut of a paper heart that was ripped
Into shreds and laid out on her bed
For the cameras to capture in their film.

Collecting dust, on the mantle, she's on display,
Behind the glass, exposing her pearly white teeth.
Back up, start from here, she's grinning from ear to ear, plot the point on the timeline,
Where the poison army infiltrated her veins.

Bridge: Hiding in boxes,
Away from the light,
The fabric was sewn,
By the stories of her life.

Ch: Repeat

These clothes are old
Inside of each fold,
Is a story that will never be told,
In the attic for all eternity,
Out of sight and out of mind everyday.





Ch: Repeat- out of mind everyday

Overall Meaning

The song "Infantry" by Last November is a poignant portrayal of a heartbroken individual, in the throes of deep sorrow and loss. The first verse is rich with autumnal imagery, a season of decay and endings that symbolize the end of a relationship. The lines, "the antique feeling of autumn, tangled in her hair, whispered through the naked trees" highlights the melancholic mood and the imagery of the autumn leaves strewn across the landscape further amplifies the grief- stricken tone of the song. The second line, "whispered through the naked trees" is a metaphor for the loneliness and isolation that has now crept into our protagonist's life. The line "I slipped in the hall, the staircase was soaked with her tears, as it gathered in puddles beneath my knees" is a poignant image and highlights the depth of the singer's sadness. It is a vivid metaphor for how the memories of a lost love have seeped into every part of the house and left an indelible stain on the singer's life.


The chorus, "I hope she can swim cause she's diving in, into the deep end, she replaced her eyes with a lens that told lies, and she bleeds from the cut, oh from the cut of a paper heart that was ripped into shreds and laid out on her bed for the cameras to capture in their film" is a reflection of the singer's sadness and the illusions they have created to mask that pain from the world. The line "she replaced her eyes with a lens that told lies" is a metaphor for how our protagonist has put on a façade to the world, pretending there is nothing wrong when in reality she is bleeding from the wound of her broken heart. The chorus is a clear indication that it is not easy to move on from heartbreak and that for many people, the memories remain etched in their very being.


The bridge, "hiding in boxes, away from the light, the fabric was sewn, by the stories of her life" is a reference to how the singer has retreated into themselves, shutting out the world and hiding away from the light. The image of "fabric sewn by the stories of her life" is a poignant image that shows how every little detail of her life is inextricably linked to the memories of her lost love.


Line by Line Meaning

The antique feeling of autumn,
Autumn's nostalgic atmosphere engulfs the surroundings


Tangled in her hair,
Her hair is intertwined with the essence of the season


Whispered through the naked trees.
The silence of the detached trees is engulfed by the sound of the season


I slipped in the hall,
I stumble upon entering the hall


The staircase was soaked with her tears,
The staircase is adorned by the tears shed by her


As it gathered in puddles beneath my knees.
The tears form a pool beneath me


I'll climb the ladder to the attic,
I decide to ascend to the attic


Waiting for flowers to bloom,
Holding out for a desirable future


I hate the walls in this room,
The walls feel restrictive and claustrophobic


They close in and they talk to me.
The walls' presence is suffocating and overwhelming


I hope she can swim cause she's diving in,
I hope she can cope with the situation she's immersed herself in


Into the deep end,
She's entered the most challenging part of the situation


She replaced her eyes with a lens that told lies,
She's seeing the situation in a distorted light


And she bleeds from the cut, oh
She's hurting from the wound inflicted by the situation


From the cut of a paper heart that was ripped
Her heart was broken by the situation


Into shreds and laid out on her bed
Her emotional trauma is on full display in her personal space


For the cameras to capture in their film.
The situation is being captured for everyone to see


Collecting dust, on the mantle, she's on display,
Her painful situation is being neglected over time


Behind the glass, exposing her pearly white teeth.
She's being presented as something she's not


Back up, start from here, she's grinning from ear to ear, plot the point on the timeline,
Starting from the beginning, she's pretending to be happy, while documenting the moments that led to her current situation


Where the poison army infiltrated her veins.
The toxic situation has seeped into every part of her life


Hiding in boxes,
She's trying to conceal her pain


Away from the light,
She's avoiding confronting the issue


The fabric was sewn,
Her pain was constructed over time


By the stories of her life.
Her experiences have contributed to her current situation


These clothes are old
The current state of things is outdated and in need of change


Inside of each fold,
The hidden parts of her situation


Is a story that will never be told,
Her full story may never be revealed


In the attic for all eternity,
Her situation will be locked away indefinitely


Out of sight and out of mind everyday.
Her situation is ignored and forgotten every day


Repeat - I hope she can swim cause she's diving in, Into the deep end, She replaced her eyes with a lens that told lies, And she bleeds from the cut, oh From the cut of a paper heart that was ripped Into shreds and laid out on her bed For the cameras to capture in their film.
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Repeat - out of mind everyday
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Josh Powers

My grandpa was in the 100th
He was
B company 3rd Battalion 398 Infantry Regiment
100th Infantry Division
Wayland Lowell Porter

The Men of the Century

Josh,
'B' Company was in 1st Battalion. The line companies of a Infantry Regiment were organized as follows:
1st Battalion:
'A' Company
'B' Company
'C' Company
'D' Company

2nd Battalion:
'E' Company
'F' Company
'G' Company
'H' Company

3rd Battalion
'I' Company
'K' Company
'L' Company
'M' Company

'D', 'H', and 'M' Companies were Heavy Weapon Companies while the other companies were Rifle Companies.

Do you know when your grandfather was assigned to 'B' Company.?The copy of the 398th Infantry Regiment General Order awarding him his Combat Infantryman's Badge shows him being Headquarters Company, 2nd Battalion. That is also what the master repository and the Divisional History's roster shows.

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