Postures Bent
Laura Gibson Lyrics


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All our
Days have
Falling, spin

Tatter, ringing
Wooden sheds
Lining up in perfect rows
Our postures bent
Oh, mine and yours

All the
Leaders
Seasons change
Burning in our cartons
Singing stories in our ears
Pulling, pulling at our wills


When we
Burn our candles down
Gather our, unions songs




Faces white with paper, reed
Loving in our frail tears

Overall Meaning

Laura Gibson's song "Postures Bent" is a poetic exploration of the cyclical nature of life and death, and the complex emotions and experiences that come with it. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a world in which days fall quickly and time spins out of control, leaving us disconnected and out of touch with ourselves and with each other. Wooden sheds line up in perfect rows, a symbol of the artificial and confining structures we create to protect ourselves from the chaos of the world around us.


Against this backdrop of chaos, there are our postures bent - a reference to the ways in which we physically and emotionally contort ourselves in order to fit into the world. These postures are not just about physical positioning, but also about the ways in which we hide our true selves in order to be accepted or loved by others.


As the cycles of life and death continue, seasons change and leaders come and go. Burning in our cartons and singing stories in our ears, we are pulled in different directions and our wills are tested. When we eventually burn our candles down and gather together to sing union songs, our faces are white with paper reed and we are left to love in our frail tears.


Overall, "Postures Bent" is a deeply introspective and thought-provoking song that invites listeners to reflect on their own experiences with life, death, and the complexities of human emotion.


Line by Line Meaning

All our
All of our


Days have
The passing of time affects us all


Falling, spin
Time is fleeting and constantly in motion


Tatter, ringing
The wear and tear of life, both physical and emotional


Wooden sheds
Simple structures that represent our basic needs


Lining up in perfect rows
The order and uniformity of life


Our postures bent
The toll that life takes on our bodies and minds


Oh, mine and yours
Both individuals are affected by the challenges of life


All the
Each and every one of the


Leaders
Those in positions of power


Seasons change
The passing of time affects not only individuals, but also the world around us


Burning in our cartons
The things we hold onto, both physically and emotionally


Singing stories in our ears
The memories and experiences that shape us


Pulling, pulling at our wills
The constant tug-of-war between our desires and responsibilities


When we
At times when we


Burn our candles down
When we exhaust ourselves


Gather our, unions songs
Coming together to find strength and support


Faces white with paper, reed
The physical toll of exhaustion, represented by pale skin


Loving in our frail tears
Despite our weaknesses and vulnerabilities, we still have the capacity for love




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