Give It Your Choir
Mark Pritchard Lyrics


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Churning over what you said
Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Tear in half the photograph
And pray to see the last of that

Feeling like you lost the words
A way that points to afterwards
You make it darker in your life
To hope to catch the faintest light

Give it your cries give it your choir
Fill it with fumes kill it with fire
Telephone rings terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs settle for lies
Put it to bed give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly speak of it often
Take it to heart and whisper it softly
Turning into what you read
Locking gazes with the dead
Turn the page with one lid closed
And pray to never know the prose

Feeling hurt by stroke and line
A verse that stole the sense divine
The wintry vapour on your sighs
The calling out within you dies?

Give it your cries give it your choir
Fill it with fumes kill it with fire
Telephone rings terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs settle for lies
Put it to bed give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons carve it a tomb




Speak of it highly speak of it often
Take it to heart and whisper it softly

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Give It Your Choir" by Mark Pritchard evoke a sense of personal struggle and emotional turmoil. The first verse seems to express a feeling of being stuck and unable to move past something that has been said or done. The line "Tear in half the photograph And pray to see the last of that" suggests a desire to let go of a painful memory or experience. The next verse speaks to the difficulty of finding the right words and the sense of darkness that can come from feeling unable to express oneself. Yet despite the struggle, the song urges the listener to "give it your choir," to put their whole heart and soul into something, even if it hurts.


The chorus of the song is particularly powerful, with its repeated calls to "give it your cries." It seems to be urging the listener to fully embrace their emotions, to let them out and not hold back. However, there is a sense of darkness here too, with lines like "fill it with fumes kill it with fire." These lyrics suggest a desire to destroy something, perhaps in an attempt to finally be rid of it. There is also a sense of settling for less than what is desired or deserved, with the lines "settle for what-ifs settle for lies."


Overall, the lyrics of "Give It Your Choir" are a powerful expression of the struggle to move past difficult experiences and emotions. They suggest that sometimes the only way to find release and closure is to fully embrace those feelings, even if it means facing pain and darkness.


Line by Line Meaning

Churning over what you said
Thinking deeply about the words you spoke


Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Unable to move past the words, feeling worried


Tear in half the photograph
Destroying a memory


And pray to see the last of that
Hoping to never have to deal with that memory again


Feeling like you lost the words
Struggling to find the right words to express yourself


A way that points to afterwards
A path towards healing and moving on


You make it darker in your life
Your troubles are impacting all parts of your life


To hope to catch the faintest light
Trying to find hope in a difficult situation


Give it your cries give it your choir
Express your pain and sorrow


Fill it with fumes kill it with fire
Take destructive steps to move on from your pain


Telephone rings terrified eyes
Feeling anxious when the phone rings


Settle for what-ifs settle for lies
Choosing to avoid dealing with the truth


Put it to bed give it some room
Put your troubles aside and try to move on


Wrap it in ribbons carve it a tomb
Find a way to bury your troubles


Speak of it highly speak of it often
Expressing your thoughts and feelings to others


Take it to heart and whisper it softly
Treating your troubles with care and gentleness


Turning into what you read
Becoming consumed by what you read, thinking too much about it


Locking gazes with the dead
Feeling like you are face to face with death


Turn the page with one lid closed
Moving on and closing one eye to forget the past


And pray to never know the prose
Hoping to avoid similar situations in the future


Feeling hurt by stroke and line
Feeling hurt by someone's words and actions


A verse that stole the sense divine
A poem or song that caused you to lose your way


The wintry vapour on your sighs
Feeling like your breath is turning to ice because of your worries


The calling out within you dies?
Feeling like you are losing your voice or ability to express yourself




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Elinia Tollea

Churning over what you said
Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Tear in half the photograph
And pray to see the last of that

Feeling like you lost the words
A way that points to afterwards
You make it darker in your life
To hope to catch the faintest light

Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly

Turning into what you read
Locking gazes with the dead
Turn the page with one lid closed
And pray to never know the prose

Feeling hurt by stroke and line
A verse that stole the sense divine
The wintry vapour on your sighs
The calling out within you dies?

Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly



Cabeza De Radio

turn it over what you said
stuck in phrases far on end
turn it off the photograph
pray to see the last of that

feeling like you lost the words
the way that points to afterwards
you make it darker in your life
to want to catch the fading mind

give it your prayers, give it your choir
feel it with youth, skill it with fire
telephone rings, terrified eyes
settle for a while, settle for lives
put it to me, give it someone
wrap it in ribbons, cut it in two
speak of it right, speak of it after
take it too high, whisper it softly

speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for lives
speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for a while

turn it in to what you read
lock in cages with her dead
turn the page of wanting more
pray to never know the pros
feeling like my stroking line
of us that stole the shares divine
the wind tree vapour on your sight
are calling out within you tight

give it your prayers, give it your choir
feel it with youth, skill it with fire
telephone rings, terrified eyes
settle for a while, settle for lives
put it to me, give it someone
wrap it in ribbons, cut it in two
speak of it right, speak of it after
take it too high, whisper it softly

speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for lives
speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for a while

speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for lives
speak of it right, give it your twire
take it too high, settle for a while



Mark Pritchard

Give it your choir

Churning over what you said
Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Tear in half the photograph
And pray to see the last of that

Feeling like you lost the words
A way that points to afterwards
You make it darker in your life
To hope to catch the faintest light

Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly

Turning into what you read
Locking gazes with the dead
Turn the page with one lid closed
And pray to never know the prose

Feeling hurt by stroke and line
A verse that stole the sense divine
The wintry vapour on your sighs
The calling out within you dies



Mark Pritchard

The Lyrics are inside the CD and the Vinyl.

You wash my soul

You gave my soul a dream
In notes of pouring sound
That washed away the tears that fell
From time and years

I hear you
I touch you
i feel you all around

Where sea birds fly when all alone
I see you
Where angels fly above the sky
I know you
Where moon and sun embrace
I feel you
where colour form and sound are found
I know you

I hear you
I touch you
i know you
i feel you all around

Where moon and sun embrace
where colour form and sound are found

I feel you
I hear you
I touch you
You wash my soul in sound

You wash my soul
I hear you
where the gods of music play



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SHUFFLERUSH

one of my favorites on the album. the way bibio holds some of his notes in the vocal harmonies is very grizzly bear

Jared Susney

More so very Bibio.

HarumashimaLT

Mark Pritchard song feat. Daniel Rossen would be amazing

Tom Future

Who even are the Beach Boys?

Blacklava

also reminds me of Panda Bear's work on Person Pitch, so gorgeous

Blacklava

Of course, before all the mentioned, Beach Boys got there first

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KAREN Eyo

Enjoyed being in this video so creative and the music/voices stunning

OnAScaleof1to10

This whole album deserves a movie. My most played album of 2016, absolutely stunning.

DirtyDinner24

Definitely the best song off the album. It's also my favorite Bibio song.

Jared Susney

Mm. Hard to overlook Lover's Carvings, Palm of Your Wave, Dye the Water Green, You Won't Remember, St. Thomas or my favorite, the Wag Stag remix of Sugarette. The lyrics in this track are sheer brilliance couple with Beach Boys like vocal adornments. So good.

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