Into My Arms
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
Both to each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do, too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
Make her journey bright and pure
That she'll keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord




Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds's song "Into My Arms" speak to the idea of love, faith, and protection. Cave begins by stating that he does not believe in an interventionist God, but acknowledges that his partner does. He goes on to suggest that if God were to intervene, he would plead with him not to alter anything about his partner, but rather direct her towards him. He expresses his desire for her to remain untouched and whole, and to come to him willingly.


Cave then speaks to the possibility of angels, stating that he doesn't believe in their existence, but looking at his partner, he wonders if they might just exist. He goes on to say that if they did, he would ask them to watch over her and guide her towards him. He emphasizes the importance of their protection, ensuring that her path is bright and clear, and that they walk with grace and love.


In the final verse, Cave turns his attention towards his belief in love and the path that he and his partner can walk together. He implores his partner to keep her candles burning, to make her journey bright and pure, and to always return to him. The use of candles suggests a hope for enlightenment and clarity, and the constant presence of his partner. Overall, the lyrics to "Into My Arms" express Cave's deep love and desire to protect his partner, even in the face of uncertain faith.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't believe in an interventionist God
I don't believe in God intervening in human affairs


But I know, darling, that you do
But I know that you believe in God


But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
But hypothetically, if I did believe in God, I would pray


Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to interfere with or harm you


Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Not to harm even a single strand of your hair


Leave you as you are
To let you be your true self


If he felt he had to direct you
If God felt the need to guide you


Then direct you into my arms
Then lead you to me


Into my arms, oh Lord
Lead the person to me


And I don't believe in the existence of angels
I don't believe in supernatural beings called angels


But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But when I see you, I question my disbelief


But if I did I would summon them together
But if I did believe in angels, I would call upon them


And ask them to watch over you
And request them to guard and protect you


Both to each burn a candle for you
To have two angels light a candle for you


To make bright and clear your path
To make your journey through life illuminate and easy


And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And to guide you with compassion and love like Jesus


And guide you into my arms
And lead you to me


But I believe in Love
But I believe in the power of love


And I know that you do, too
And I know that you also believe in the power of love


And I believe in some kind of path
And I believe in a journey or destiny for us


That we can walk down, me and you
That we can experience together


So keep your candles burning
So keep your spirit alive


Make her journey bright and pure
Make her journey through life illuminated and innocent


That she'll keep returning
So that she will come back to me


Always and evermore
Always and forever


Into my arms, oh Lord
Lead the person to me


Into my arms, oh Lord
Lead the person to me


Into my arms, oh Lord
Lead the person to me


Into my arms
Lead the person to me




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Nicholas Edward Cave

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@prembyrne6550

Nick Cave on the death in 2015 of his teenage son Arthur:

"Arthur’s death literally changed everything for me. Absolutely everything. It made me a religious person. I am not talking about being a traditional Christian. I am not even talking about a belief in God, necessarily. It made me a religious person in the sense that I felt, on a profound level, a deep inclusion in the human predicament, and an understanding of our vulnerability and the sense that, as individuals, we are, each of us, imperilled. Each life is precarious, and some of us understand it and some don’t. I became a person after my son died.

The world seemed to vibrate with a peculiar, spiritual energy. I was genuinely surprised by how susceptible I became to a kind of magical thinking. How readily I dispensed with that wholly rational part of my mind and how comforting it was to do so. Now, that may well be a strategy for survival and, as such, a part of the ordinary mechanics of grief, but it is something that persists to this day. Perhaps it is a kind of delusion, I don’t know, but if it is, it is a necessary and benevolent one.

Things happen in your life, terrible things, great obliterating events, where the need for spiritual consolation can be immense, and your sense of what is rational is less coherent and can suddenly find itself on very shaky ground. I think of late I’ve grown increasingly impatient with my own skepticism; it feels obtuse and counter-productive, something that’s simply standing in the way of a better-lived life. I love this world — with all its joys and its vast goodness, its civility and complete and utter lack of it, its brilliance and its absurdity. I love it all, and the people in it, all of them. I feel nothing but deep gratitude to be a part of this whole cosmic mess.

I don’t know how to exactly say this, and please don’t misunderstand it, but since Arthur died I have been able to step beyond the full force of the grief and experience a kind of joy that is entirely new to me. It was as if grief enlarged my heart in some way. I have experienced periods of happiness more than I have ever felt before, even though it was the most devastating thing ever to happen to me.

This is Arthur’s gift to me, one of the many. It is his munificence that’s made me a different person. I say all this with huge caution and a million caveats, but I also say it because there are those who think there is no way back from the catastrophic event. That they will never laugh again. But there is, and they will."



@jesusmolina4997

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
Both to each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
But I believe in Love
And I know that you do, too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
Make her journey bright and pure
That she'll keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms



@vindictivevillain

[LYRICS]
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
Both to each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do, too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
Make her journey bright and pure
That she'll keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms



@samirafterone

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms



All comments from YouTube:

@samg6940

This man has lost two children and managed to continue on with grace and eloquence. I'll never know how many people he's helped survive unbearable grief, but I know that he deserves all the recognition in the world for how much he has done.

@kyliestorm_music

True 👍 he stays true to himself

@cj3126

Sam, I love Nick, seen live a few times but both kids died due to drugs. I knew one but when I found out the second you have nobody to blame but the parents. Our "heros" are not usually good people in real life.

@DanielFranc35

He must believe in God

@samg6940

@@cj3126 I certainly can't disagree with you about our heroes being shitty people more often than not, but I don't jive with your reasoning here.

I've grown up in a family rife with mental illness and addiction. Every branch of our tree has carried on the legacy. There were all kinds of different parenting styles and levels of dedication to therapy or what have you but, at the end of the day, the majority of us ended up with some degree of psychological issues. I don't know Nick Cave's family history, but I do know he's an addict - a lot of the time that's all that it takes for it to bleed into the children.

I'm sure there's a lot that he could've done better, but it seems unnecessarily cruel to imply that his children died because he was a bad parent. There's so much more to it than that

@mitchhills4747

@@cj3126 You really can't blame the parents like that. Kids grow up and make their own decisions. They are not puppets.....

55 More Replies...

@lindacottan2738

My little sister was cremated yesterday. She was diagnosed with cancer and passed away within a short 5 weeks.
This song was chosen for her funeral by our brother who thought the words fit the occasion perfectly.
Rest In Peace Theresa...you will be loved forever 🙏

@maiteleon6233

R.i p.

@davidganning8699

God rest her

@AnnPoland

[*]

More Comments

More Versions