Day In Day Out
Neroche Lyrics
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Than axe could cut
Battle however I would
To break through that patchwork
Of leaves' bicker and whisk in babel tongues,
Streak and mottle of tawn bark.
Now, snared by this miraculous art
I ride earth's burning carrousel
Burn burn burn
As I walked I walked
Burn burn burn
As i walked, be, ah
As i walked, be, ah
It's another day
Rake upon thy feet
This in my heart, he has returned
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Time was sad but farther things
Are bad, are kept inside
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Rake upon thy feet
This in my heart, he has returned
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Time was sad but farther things
Are bad, are kept inside
Noise goes to the ringing in my ears
Following a faint stain on the air to the river's edge
Do these weeds know me and name me to each other?
Have they seen me before?
Do I fit in their world?
I seem separate from the ground and not rooted but dropped
Out of nothing casually
I've no threads fastening me to anything
I can go anywhere
I seem to have been given the freedom of this place
What am I then?
Burn burn burn
As I walked I walked
Burn burn burn
As i walked, be, ha
As i walked, be, ha
Another day
"Day In Day Out" by Neroche is a contemplative and introspective song that explores the singer's relationship with nature and their place in the world. The opening stanza describes the singer's attempt to penetrate the "gross wood" that seems impenetrable, despite their efforts. They are entranced by the beauty of the wilderness that surrounds them, but also aware of the chaos inherent in it with the "babel tongues" and chaos of the "leaves' bicker and whisk." Despite this, they are captivated by the beauty of it all and ride the "earth's burning carrousel day in day out." The repetition of "Burn burn burn" emphasizes the intensity of the experience and suggests the singer's willingness to fully embrace life, even its darkest moments.
The second stanza shifts to a more abstract contemplation of the singer's sense of self and belonging. They describe feeling separated from the ground and dropped "out of nothing casually," as if they do not belong in this world. However, they also express a sense of freedom to explore, with "no threads fastening me to anything." This leads them to question who they are and what their purpose might be. The final lines of the song, "Another day," have a tone of resignation and suggest that the singer's journey is ongoing, with no clear answers in sight.
Overall, "Day In Day Out" is a melancholy but beautiful reflection on the human experience, our connection to the natural world, and the search for meaning and purpose.
Line by Line Meaning
Far deeper in gross wood
I am beyond the surface level of the forest, going deeper and deeper.
Than axe could cut
I am in a place where even tools cannot reach me.
Battle however I would
I am fighting to overcome obstacles blocking my path.
To break through that patchwork
I am trying to create a path through a maze of obstacles.
Of leaves' bicker and whisk in babel tongues,
The sounds and chatter of the forest are overwhelming and chaotic.
Streak and mottle of tawn bark.
The colors and patterns of the trees are a sight to behold.
Now, snared by this miraculous art
I am completely captivated by the beauty of nature.
I ride earth's burning carrousel
I am being propelled on a never-ending journey through life.
Day in, day out.
This cycle repeats continuously without end.
Burn burn burn
I am tormented by the fiery passions within me.
As I walked I walked
I continue to move forward, step by step.
As i walked, be, ah
I am present in the moment, experiencing everything around me.
It's another day
Time marches on, and each day is new and different.
Rake upon thy feet
I am kicking up debris as I move forward.
This in my heart, he has returned
A love or emotional connection has been rekindled.
Time for heading home
It's time to return to a place of comfort and safety.
Together, still alone
Even though others may be around, I feel isolated and detached.
Time was sad but farther things
The past was difficult, but what's coming may be even worse.
Are bad, are kept inside
Painful memories and emotions are being repressed.
Noise goes to the ringing in my ears
The sounds around me are inescapable and overwhelming.
Following a faint stain on the air to the river's edge
I am drawn toward a subtle and almost imperceptible sensation or experience.
Do these weeds know me and name me to each other?
I am wondering if I even belong in this natural setting.
Have they seen me before?
I feel as if I am being watched or judged by the plants and wildlife around me.
Do I fit in their world?
I am questioning my place in the natural order of things.
I seem separate from the ground and not rooted but dropped
I feel disconnected and uprooted, without a sense of belonging or purpose.
Out of nothing casually
My presence here seems accidental, as if I don't really belong.
I've no threads fastening me to anything
I don't feel any connections or responsibilities to anything or anyone in this place.
I can go anywhere
I have complete freedom of movement and choice.
I seem to have been given the freedom of this place
I feel as though I am entitled to move about and explore without restriction.
What am I then?
I am questioning my identity and purpose in life.
Writer(s): Rowan Masters
Contributed by Layla C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@Lumikkkki
LYRICS:
Far deeper in gross wood,
Than axe could cut.
Battle however I would
To break through that patchwork
Of leaves' bicker and whisk in babel tongues,
Streak and mottle of tawn bark.
Now, snared by this miraculous art,
I ride Earth's burning carrousel,
Day in, day out.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, I walked.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, be, ah (2x)
Rake upon thy feet,
This in my heart, he has returned,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Some was said but other things are better kept inside,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Rake upon thy feet,
This in my heart, he has returned,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Some was said but other things are better kept inside,
Noise goes to the ringing in my ears.
Following a faint stain,
On the air to the river's edge.
Do these weeds know me
And name me to each other?
Have they seen me before?
Do I fit in their world?
I seem seperate from the ground,
And not rooted but dropped.
Out of nothing casually,
I've no threads fastening me to anything.
I can go anywhere.
I seem to have been given the freedom of this place.
What am I then?
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, I walked.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, be, ah (2x)
@givememalice
Y’all beautiful souls...
I can relate to a lot of you. Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts and suddenly my body feels like such a weird thing to carry with, I don’t understand what surrounds me, I feel like a lost child.
Right now
I feel lost, like I’m trying to get home, to another life, another place where I’m myself, my emotions lie there and I’m free...It’s so beautiful, like a dream, there’s music in my head, I can feel it running through my veins, I’m fading and it’s such a glorious ending.
@cookie0955
Far deeper in gross wood
Than axe could cut
Battle however I would-
To break through that patchwork
Of leaves' bicker and whisk in babel tongues
Streak and mottle of tawn bark
Now, snared by this miraculous art
I ride earth's burning carousel
Day in, day out
Burn, burn, burn
'Cause I won't, I won't-
Burn, burn, burn
'Cause I won't be-
Of uncertainty
Of uncertain-
Face another day
Of uncertainty
Of uncertain-
Break of dawn
I feel as if my body has returned
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Some was said
But other things are better kept inside-
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Break of dawn
I feel as if my body has returned
Time for heading home
Together, still alone
Some was said
But other things are better kept inside-
Voice cuts through the ringing in my ears
Following a faint stain-
On the air to the river's edge
These weeds know me and name me to each other
Have they seen me before?
Do I fit in their world?
I seem separate from the ground
And not rooted, but dropped out of nothing casually-
I've no threads fastening me to anything
I can go anywhere
I seem to have been given the freedom of this place-
What am I then?
@Taylor-wp1me
This gives me a kind of medieval-woodsy-elves-and-fairies-magical-forest-fantasy kind of vibe.
@zachsolis8095
The elder Scrolls?
@vitorfernandes5514
Fleet Foxes
@hassanking4275
Cringe
@ilemnidanisanc9707
Wow that vibe
@Auracio
Soi good
@Lumikkkki
LYRICS:
Far deeper in gross wood,
Than axe could cut.
Battle however I would
To break through that patchwork
Of leaves' bicker and whisk in babel tongues,
Streak and mottle of tawn bark.
Now, snared by this miraculous art,
I ride Earth's burning carrousel,
Day in, day out.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, I walked.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, be, ah (2x)
Rake upon thy feet,
This in my heart, he has returned,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Some was said but other things are better kept inside,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Rake upon thy feet,
This in my heart, he has returned,
Time for heading home,
Together still alone,
Some was said but other things are better kept inside,
Noise goes to the ringing in my ears.
Following a faint stain,
On the air to the river's edge.
Do these weeds know me
And name me to each other?
Have they seen me before?
Do I fit in their world?
I seem seperate from the ground,
And not rooted but dropped.
Out of nothing casually,
I've no threads fastening me to anything.
I can go anywhere.
I seem to have been given the freedom of this place.
What am I then?
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, I walked.
Burn, burn, burn,
As I walked, be, ah (2x)
@valtercarvalho629
Thanks bro. Only one correction it's "Some was said but other things are better kept inside"
@slendergray5275
thank you so much..
@jimmypravoslavac1604
Ima i nas domaćih hah