Wandering Kind
Laura Veirs Lyrics


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A strange July
a storm came down
from the North and pulled out the salt
and it tore out the leaves from the pear tree
my canopy

In the twigs and the bugs of sow
I knew somehow i was free
I held a stone above my bones
i was shaking

In the blue stained glass church
you gathered up my heart
soldered together all the tiny, shattered parts
I said "All I can see in front of me
is the armpit of a crow"
you closed the wing
opened the door
and you ran into the summer yard

'Cause the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind
yeah, the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind

Clocking on her wooden board
the tattooed girl took up her swords
and plunged them down into the earth
a twinkling tide filled up her eyes
and poured out to the lawn
we made a raft out of the scraps of her skirt
and sailed 'til dawn

'Cause the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind
yeah, the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind
(Repeat)





Our wandering kind (fade out)

Overall Meaning

Laura Veirs's song Wandering Kind is a poetic depiction of a strange storm that uprooted and tore off the leaves from the singer's pear tree canopy. The singer speaks of feeling free amidst the chaos and holding a stone above their bones while shaking. The blue stained glass church is a metaphor for a place of healing where the singer meets someone who gathers up their heart and puts it back together. The singer expresses feeling lost and seeing only the armpit of a crow. It is the person they meet at the church who closes the wing and opens the door, running into the summer yard.


The second stanza of the song shifts to another scene, where a tattooed girl with swords plunges them into the ground, causing a twinkling tide to fill up her eyes and pour out onto the lawn. The singer and the girl then create a raft out of scraps of her skirt and sail until dawn. The song finishes with the statement "the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind," suggesting that those who wander are not lost, but rather basking in the light that illuminates their path.


Line by Line Meaning

A strange July
In the month of July, something unusual and unexpected occurred


a storm came down
A heavy storm descended upon the area


from the North and pulled out the salt
The storm was strong enough to bring out the salt from the soil in the north


and it tore out the leaves from the pear tree
As a result of the storm, the leaves from the pear tree were ripped off


my canopy
Referring to the pear tree as 'my canopy'


In the twigs and the bugs of sow
Amongst the twigs and insects in the field


I knew somehow i was free
Despite the chaos and uncertainty of the storm, the singer felt a sense of liberation


I held a stone above my bones
The artist held a rock above themselves, perhaps as a defense


i was shaking
The artist was trembling with fear or anticipation


In the blue stained glass church
Inside a church with blue stained-glass windows


you gathered up my heart
Someone else picked up the singer's heart metaphorically (e.g. emotionally)


soldered together all the tiny, shattered parts
This person helped to mend the artist's broken heart


I said "All I can see in front of me
The singer expressed their limited perspective


is the armpit of a crow"
The only visible thing to the singer was an unattractive part of a bird


you closed the wing
The person listening to the singer shut the bird's wing (either metaphorically or literally)


opened the door
They created an opportunity for the artist


and you ran into the summer yard
The person and the artist went outside into a yard during the summertime


'Cause the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind
The singer is saying that wanderers are still able to experience joy and beauty in life


Clocking on her wooden board
The sound of a clock ticking on wood


the tattooed girl took up her swords
A tattooed woman picked up her swords


and plunged them down into the earth
She dug the swords into the ground


a twinkling tide filled up her eyes
The woman's eyes filled up with tears


and poured out to the lawn
Her tears reached the grass


we made a raft out of the scraps of her skirt
The artist and this woman fashioned a makeshift raft from pieces of fabric


and sailed 'til dawn
The two of them embarked on an adventure that lasted until the sun came up


'Cause the sun's been known to shine on our wandering kind
Reiteration of the earlier line that wanderers can find happiness and warmth in life


Our wandering kind (fade out)
The song ends by repeating the phrase 'our wandering kind'




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: LAURA VEIRS

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Ellie Russell

my traveling song, and the sun has been known to shine on the wandering kind, she is a lyrical master..

Annamaria Sacco

She is fabulous!

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Thanks for uploading, this song is incredible!