Words
Lucinda Williams Lyrics


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I would rather suffer sweet silent solitude
Deathly defiant from drowning out
Filthy sounds stumbling, ugly and cruel
Between the lips of your beautiful mouth

Deep down within me words move in phases
Frozen and still until they decide
To melt and drip over the pages
Until that moment they live inside

My words enjoy the feel of the paper
Better than me, lay with your consonants
Once they get going they never waver
And they slip in between your if, ands, and buts

When my words are hiding between the lines
Then I'm afraid they won't hear me call
What if they fail me without a sign?
What if they hardly surface at all?

Screaming and throwing your weight around
My words choose knowledge over politics
You can't kill my words...they know no bounds
My words are strong and they don't make me sick

They still remain my only companion
Boiling truth to the very end




They'll never ever completely abandon
Ever give up the paper and the pen

Overall Meaning

In Lucinda Williams's song "Words," the artist touches on her relationship with language and how it contributes to her sense of self. Williams begins the song by expressing her preference for silence over the "filthy sounds" that may come from others' mouths. She goes on to describe how words come to her, slowly revealing themselves as if from a frozen state, waiting for the right moment to melt onto the page. Williams highlights the intimacy she shares with her words, explaining how they "enjoy the feel of the paper / Better than me," and how they "never waver / And they slip in between your if, ands, and buts." Williams acknowledges the powerlessness she may feel without her words, realizing that without them, she may not be heard at all. Yet, the artist concludes with an assertion of her words' strength, claiming that her language will never abandon her and will always be her "only companion."


This song captures the internal struggle that many writers face when it comes to their craft, fearing the inability to communicate and express oneself. However, the song also speaks to the relationship writers have formed with language, understanding that it often has a life of its own, with its ebbs and flows, waiting for the right moment to emerge with power and conviction.


Line by Line Meaning

I would rather suffer sweet silent solitude
I prefer being alone than in a company with unpleasant sounds.


Deathly defiant from drowning out
I am determined to keep the noise out, even if it means dying.


Filthy sounds stumbling, ugly and cruel
The sounds that I hear are dirty and harsh.


Between the lips of your beautiful mouth
Even beautiful things can make unpleasing sounds.


Deep down within me words move in phases
My thoughts form and develop gradually over time.


Frozen and still until they decide
My thoughts are static until they transform into words.


To melt and drip over the pages
My thoughts come to life when I write them down on paper.


Until that moment they live inside
My words remain inside of me until they are expressed.


My words enjoy the feel of the paper
I like the way my writing feels when it is on paper.


Better than me, lay with your consonants
My words sound better than my spoken words.


Once they get going they never waver
My words are strong and steadfast once they start to flow.


And they slip in between your if, ands, and buts
My words can find their way into any conversation or argument.


When my words are hiding between the lines
My ideas can be hidden in my writing.


Then I'm afraid they won't hear me call
I fear my words won't be understood or acknowledged.


What if they fail me without a sign?
What if my words betray me silently?


What if they hardly surface at all?
What if my words have no impact or influence?


Screaming and throwing your weight around
Some people try to impose their power by being aggressive.


My words choose knowledge over politics
I rely on intelligence and facts, and not political posturing.


You can't kill my words...they know no bounds
My words cannot be silenced, and they have no limits.


My words are strong and they don't make me sick
My writing is empowering and not emotional.


They still remain my only companion
My writing is my only constant and faithful companion.


Boiling truth to the very end
My words express honest and unpretentious thoughts.


They'll never ever completely abandon
My words will always be with me, even after my death.


Ever give up the paper and the pen
I will never stop writing until the end of my life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JIMI GOODWIN, ANDY WILLIAMS, JEZ WILLIAMS

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