Seaweed
Mount Eerie Lyrics


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Our daughter is one and a half
You have been dead eleven days
I got on the boat and came to the place
Where the three of us were going to build our house
If you had lived
You died though
So I came here alone with our baby and the dust of your bones
I can't remember, were you into Canada geese?
Is it significant?
These hundreds on the beach?
Or were they just hungry
For mid-migration seaweed?

What about foxgloves
Is that a flower you liked?
I can't remember
You did most of my remembering for me
And now I stand untethered
In a field full of wild foxgloves
Wondering if you're there
Or if a flower means anything
And what could anything mean
In this crushing absurdity
I brought a chair from home
I'm leaving it on the hill
Facing west and north
And I poured out your ashes on it
I guess so you can watch the sunset
But the truth is I don't think of that dust as you





You are the sunset

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Mount Eerie's Seaweed is a poignant depiction of a grieving husband struggling to come to terms with the sudden death of his wife. The first verse establishes the setting where the husband and wife planned to build their house before her untimely death. The husband describes the difficult decision to go there alone with their baby and the ashes of her bones.


The second verse reflects on some of the small details that make up a life and wonders about their significance in the face of sudden loss. The husband mentions the hundreds of Canada geese on the beach and the wild foxgloves in the field, questioning whether they were significant to his wife or not. He acknowledges the fact that his wife had taken on the responsibility of remembering the little things in life, and with her gone, he feels untethered from reality.


The final verse paints a heart-wrenching picture of the husband leaving a chair facing the sunset while pouring out his wife's ashes on it. He acknowledges that the dust is not his wife, but he hopes that nature could keep an eye on her. The song ends on a melancholic note as the husband questions what anything could mean amidst the crushing absurdity of life.


This song is heavily autobiographical, written by Phil Elverum after the death of his wife from pancreatic cancer. The entire album, "A Crow Looked at Me," was written in the days and weeks after her passing, and the lyrics are raw and unfiltered.


Line by Line Meaning

Our daughter is one and a half
The singer has a young daughter who is less than two years old.


You have been dead eleven days
The singer's partner or spouse has recently died, and it has been 11 days since their passing.


I got on the boat and came to the place
The singer has traveled by boat to a specific location for a specific purpose.


Where the three of us were going to build our house
The artist and their partner or spouse had planned to build a house in this location for themselves and their daughter.


If you had lived
The artist is acknowledging that their partner or spouse is no longer alive and reflecting on what might have been different if they had lived.


You died though
The singer is accepting the reality that their partner or spouse has passed away and cannot be with them.


So I came here alone with our baby and the dust of your bones
The singer has come to the planned location without their partner or spouse, and carries with them their child and the ashes of their loved one.


I can't remember, were you into Canada geese?
The artist is uncertain if their partner or spouse had an interest in Canada geese.


Is it significant?
The artist is questioning if the presence of a large number of geese on the nearby beach is significant or simply a natural occurrence.


These hundreds on the beach?
The artist is observing the large number of geese on the nearby beach.


Or were they just hungry
The singer considers the fact that the geese may be on the beach simply because they are looking for food.


For mid-migration seaweed?
The artist suggests that the reason for the geese being on the beach may be related to their migration and their search for seaweed to eat.


What about foxgloves
The singer is considering the significance of the presence of foxgloves in the nearby field.


Is that a flower you liked?
The singer is uncertain if their partner or spouse had a fondness for foxgloves.


I can't remember
The singer is struggling to recall certain details about their partner or spouse's likes and dislikes.


You did most of my remembering for me
The artist relied on their partner or spouse to remember certain things for them.


And now I stand untethered
The artist is feeling lost and disconnected without their partner or spouse.


In a field full of wild foxgloves
The singer is standing in a field that is abundant with foxgloves.


Wondering if you're there
The singer is contemplating if their partner or spouse's memory or essence is present with them in this field.


Or if a flower means anything
The artist is questioning the significance of the foxgloves and if they hold any meaning or connection to their partner or spouse.


And what could anything mean
The artist is acknowledging the uncertainty and confusion inherent in trying to make sense of life after loss.


In this crushing absurdity
The artist is acknowledging the overwhelming and senseless nature of death and loss.


I brought a chair from home
The singer has brought a piece of furniture from their home to this location.


I'm leaving it on the hill
The artist has left the chair on a nearby hill.


Facing west and north
The chair is positioned to face the western and northern directions.


And I poured out your ashes on it
The singer has scattered their partner or spouse's ashes onto the chair.


I guess so you can watch the sunset
The singer has positioned the chair and ashes to face the direction of the sunset, perhaps as a way to honor or remember their partner or spouse.


But the truth is I don't think of that dust as you
The artist recognizes that the ashes are not the same as their partner or spouse, and that they cannot bring them back.


You are the sunset
The artist reflects on the beauty and transience of nature and how it can remind them of their loved one's memory and spirit.




Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
Written by: Phillip Whitman Elvrum

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