One way
Levellers (Glastonbury '92) Lyrics
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And that's your own
My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looked down on the city smog
Above the factory spill
He said this is where I come
Well he never was in his lifetime
But these words stuck with me
I ran from all of this
And I climbed that highest hill
And looked down on my life
Above the factory spill
I looked down onto my life
As the family disgrace
Then to all my friends on the starting line
Their wages off to chase
and all my friends and all their jobs
And all the bloody waste
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I grew up, learned to love and laugh
Circled A's on the underpass
But the noise we thought would never stop
Died a death as the punks grew up
And we choked on our dreams
We wrestled with our fears
Running through the heartless concrete streets
Chasing our ideas
And the problems of the world
Won't be solved by this guitar
And they won't stop coming either
By the life I've had so far
And the bright lights of my home town
Won't be getting any dimmer
Though their calling has receded now
Like some old distant singer
And they don't seem so appealing
To the eyes of this poor sinner
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The Levellers' song "One Way" is an anthem to the idea of individualism and the power of self-determination. The first line "There's only one way of life and that's your own" encapsulates the central message of the song. The singer's father takes him to a hill overlooking a city that is polluted by factories, and the father expresses his desire for freedom in this moment. Although the father never realized this dream, his words stuck with the singer as he later looks down on his own life and the lives of those around him. He sees himself as the family disgrace, in contrast to his friends who are starting jobs and chasing after wages, which he considers a "bloody waste."
As the song progresses, the singer reflects on his journey from a punk to adulthood, circling A's on the underpass, chasing his ideas, but also wrestling with his fears amidst the heartless concrete streets. He acknowledges that the problems of the world can't be solved by the guitar or the life he's lived so far, and the bright lights of his hometown don't seem so appealing to him anymore. This ending serves as a critique of the idea that moving away solves problems, and reflects a deeper understanding of the complexity of individualism as a concept.
Line by Line Meaning
There's only one way of life
There is only one path in life to follow
And that's your own
And it is unique to each individual
My father when I was younger
When I was young, my father
Took me up on to the hill
Carried me to the top of a hill
That looked down on the city smog
That overlooked the smoggy city
Above the factory spill
Beyond the waste coming from the factories
He said this is where I come
He said this is his place of freedom
When I want to be free
When he wants to escape his struggles
Well he never was in his lifetime
But he was never able to attain it in his life
But these words stuck with me
These words remained in my memory
I ran from all of this
I escaped from all of this
And I climbed that highest hill
And I reached the highest point of the hill
And looked down on my life
And observed my life from above
Above the factory spill
Surpassing the factory waste
I looked down onto my life
I viewed my existence from a distance
As the family disgrace
As someone who brought shame to the family
Then to all my friends on the starting line
Then to my friends who are just beginning their lives
Their wages off to chase
Going after money
And all my friends and all their jobs
And all of my friends and their occupations
And all the bloody waste
And all of the useless things
I grew up, learned to love and laugh
I matured, learned to love and enjoy life
Circled A's on the underpass
Marked the anarchy symbol on the subway wall
But the noise we thought would never stop
But all the commotion that we believed would never end
Died a death as the punks grew up
Disappeared as the punk subculture got older
And we choked on our dreams
And we struggled with our aspirations
We wrestled with our fears
We grappled with our anxieties
Running through the heartless concrete streets
Sprinting through the cold, uncaring city streets
Chasing our ideas
Pursuing our concepts
And the problems of the world
And the difficulties faced by the world
Won't be solved by this guitar
Cannot be solved by simply playing music
And they won't stop coming either
And they will persist without end
By the life I've had so far
Based on the life I've lived up to now
And the bright lights of my home town
And the dazzling lights of my hometown
Won't be getting any dimmer
Will not be losing their brightness
Though their calling has receded now
Although their allure has diminished
Like some old distant singer
Like some ancient voice from far away
And they don't seem so appealing
And they no longer seem enticing
To the eyes of this poor sinner
To the eyes of this unfortunate individual
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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHARLES KENTON HEATHER, JEREMY CUNNINGHAM, JONATHAN SEVINK, MARK CHADWICK, SIMON FRIEND
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