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Grand
Luke Lalonde Lyrics
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Wouldn't even said if it was gone
All that we had are young
Spit out, dried off, done
Yea
Wouldn't give a shit, it's dead for long
All of the human songs
There was an half a cup, you couldn't have enough
Young lover flowing on up above
It wasn't big enough, it wasn't built on love
You went fast to the beat of this
To the beat of this
I wish this was something I could teach you
I wish there was some way I could reach you
It's sad to sing
But I'll never get a chance to say
The world is old
But when we're here we're young and then gone for good
Gone for good
We will never get a chance to sing
Our own Rhythymnals, gone away
Yea
Wouldn't even said if it was gone
All that we had are young
Spit out, dried off, done
Yea
Wouldn't give a shit, it's dead for long
All of the human songs
Spit out, dried off, done
There was an half a cup, you couldn't have enough
Young lover flowing on up above
It wasn't big enough, it wasn't built on love
You went fast to the beat of this
To the beat of this
It's sad to sing
But I'll never get a chance to say
The world is old
But when we're here we're young and then gone for good
We're gone for good
And we'll never get a chance to sing
Our own Rhythymnals, most gone away
The lyrics of Luke LaLonde's song Grand (Rhythymnals) paint a picture of missed opportunities and the fleeting nature of life. The repetition of "spit out, dried off, done" suggests a sense of finality and acceptance of what is lost. The references to a "half a cup" and a "young lover flowing on up above" suggest a sense of longing for what could have been. The lines "It wasn't big enough, it wasn't built on love" suggest that whatever was lost was perhaps not worth holding onto in the first place.
The chorus of "It's sad to sing, but I'll never get a chance to say" emphasizes the theme of regret and missed opportunities. The following line, "The world is old, but when we're here we're young and then gone for good," highlights the fleeting nature of youth and how quickly it passes. The final line, "We'll never get a chance to sing our own Rhythymnals, most gone away," emphasizes the idea that the things we create or wish to create may be lost or forgotten.
Overall, the lyrics of Grand (Rhythymnals) explore themes of missed opportunities, regret, and the fleeting nature of life. The repetition of certain phrases, as well as the melancholic tone of the song, emphasize these themes and create a sense of longing and nostalgia.
Line by Line Meaning
Yea
Expressing agreement, affirmation or a positive attitude
Wouldn't even said if it was gone
I wouldn't have even mentioned it if it disappeared
All that we had are young
Everything we had was new and fresh
Spit out, dried off, done
It's over, no longer relevant or useful
Yea
Expressing agreement, affirmation or a positive attitude
Wouldn't give a shit, it's dead for long
I wouldn't care, it's been gone for a while
All of the human songs
All the songs that humans have created
Spit out, dried off, done
It's over, no longer relevant or useful
There was an half a cup, you couldn't have enough
There was a small amount, but you wanted more
Young lover flowing on up above
Youthful passion and energy rising upwards
It wasn't big enough, it wasn't built on love
It didn't last and wasn't founded on love
You went fast to the beat of this, to the beat of this
You moved quickly to the rhythm of life, without stopping to appreciate the moment
I wish this was something I could teach you
I wish I could show you what I've learned
I wish there was some way I could reach you
I wish I could connect with you and make you understand
It's sad to sing
It's sad to realize or express
But I'll never get a chance to say
But I'll never have the opportunity to express myself
The world is old
The world has been around for a long time
But when we're here we're young and then gone for good
But when we're alive, we're young and then we die
We will never get a chance to sing
We will never have the opportunity to express ourselves
Our own Rhythymnals, gone away
Our own unique way of expressing ourselves has disappeared
We're gone for good
We're dead and will never come back
And we'll never get a chance to sing
And we'll never have the opportunity to express ourselves
Our own Rhythymnals, most gone away
Our own unique way of expressing ourselves has mostly disappeared
Contributed by Scarlett J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Sharon Ryder
You are awesome, this has great energy!
ghmyers10
great song, keep up the good work.
C B
Born Ruffians for life yo. They rock....
KurtfromLaQuinta
I heard this today on KCRW FM Los Angeles. Me likey a lot!
A2Z11tree
You should listen to the band he's in Born Ruffians!
LpWizeinitblud
You rock my face. Come and play Berwick upon Tweed as soon as is possible.
Chrisna Ngin
yes
JMN 123
Rostam grout me here