Life Like Weeds
Modest Mouse Lyrics


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And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the places you go, you'll see the place where you're from
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you meet, you'll see the place where you'll die
I could have told you all that I love you
And on the day that you die, you'll see the people you'd met
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you see, you'll see just who you've been
I wish I could have told you all

In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see
Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds
You're a rock to me

I know where you're from, but where do you belong?
In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath
In this life like weeds, you're a rock to me

All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until there's nothin' left to breathe
And you think you feel most everything

And we know that our hearts are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
So you think you've figured out everything
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled

All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until there's nothing left to breathe




Up until there's nothin' left to speak.
Up until the better parts of space

Overall Meaning

The song, "Life Like Weeds" by Modest Mouse is a contemplative exploration of life, death, and the elusive nature of human connections. The lyrics, "And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me", suggest a sense of emptiness or insignificance, as if the singer is searching for meaning and struggling to find it. The repeated phrase, "I could have told you all that I love you", adds a layer of regret and a desire for connection, perhaps with someone who has since passed away or moved on.


The imagery of the "places you go" and "faces you meet" reinforce the idea that life is a journey with many twists and turns. The heart and eyes are mentioned as essential, but fragile components of life, emphasizing the singer's sensitivity and vulnerability. The final lines of the song, "All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up, until there's nothing left to speak. Up until the better parts of space", suggest a sense of futility or even despair, as if the singer is overwhelmed by the vastness of the universe and the transience of human existence.


Overall, "Life Like Weeds" is a deeply introspective song that explores the complexities and contradictions of the human experience. The vivid imagery, poetic language, and raw emotion of the lyrics make it a powerful and moving piece of music.


Line by Line Meaning

And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me
In this chaotic life, you are insignificant to me


I could have told you all that I love you
I had the opportunity to express my love, but I didn't


And in the places you go, you'll see the place where you're from
No matter where you travel, you'll always remember your roots


And in the faces you meet, you'll see the place where you'll die
The people you encounter will all eventually remind you of your own mortality


And on the day that you die, you'll see the people you'd met
When you die, all those people you met over the years will come to mind


And in the faces you see, you'll see just who you've been
When you look at your own face, you'll realize the kind of person you have been


I wish I could have told you all
I regret not expressing my feelings to you


In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see
In this life, we need each other to perceive the world


Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds
We need to feel pain and emotions to truly experience life


You're a rock to me
You are my constant, dependable presence


I know where you're from, but where do you belong?
I am familiar with your background, but where do you truly fit in?


In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath
In this harsh life, you are the essential element that keeps me going


All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up
We talk so much that the space around us becomes suffocating


Until there's nothin' left to breathe
Eventually, we're left with no more air to sustain ourselves


And you think you feel most everything
You believe that you have experienced all that life has to offer


And we know that our hearts are just made out of strings
Our emotions are like puppet strings in the hands of fate


To be pulled, strings to be pulled
We are at the mercy of the universe, which controls our destiny


So you think you've figured out everything
You believe that you have all the answers


But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
Our thoughts and beliefs are also manipulated by external forces


Until there's nothing left to breathe
We keep talking until there's no more air to sustain us


Up until there's nothin' left to speak.
We keep talking until there's nothing more to say


Up until the better parts of space
We keep talking, filling the universe with our words, until we reach the unknown depths of space




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERIC JUDY, ISAAC BROCK, JEREMIAH GREEN

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