The Great Release
O'Brother Lyrics


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A slip of tongue, these words fall like an avalanche
And I wont be ignored
My lungs expire, the waters getting deeper
And I cant hold in my breath
So hear me now, this distance is quite simply
Too much to take in at once
My lungs expire the waters getting deeper
And I can't hold in my breath

With malice on your breath
Your trembling hands speak of severed ties
In language that not even God could divide
So lay your weary burdened head upon my side
Sleep will bring you close to God,
It will bring you close

Swallow them down it burns like fire
Your words are the devils machine
Keep your breath your leaking lies

Wait now on approaching sleep
The death of day, the great release
Where words cannot breed like disease
From lepers' rotting hands and feet

Swallow them down it burns like fire
Your words are the devils machine
Keep your breath you're leaking lies
Like the cracks in the teeth of the beast

Swallow them down it burns like fire




Your words are the devils machine
So watch closer now as I slip and I swallow my tongue

Overall Meaning

The Great Release by O'Brother is a song that explores the theme of communication breakdowns, particularly in relationships. The opening lines, "A slip of the tongue, these words fall like an avalanche, and I won't be ignored," suggest that something has been said that cannot be taken back, and that it has caused a rift between two people. The idea of drowning also comes up repeatedly, with lines like "My lungs expire, the water's getting deeper, and I can't hold in my breath." This could represent the feeling of being overwhelmed by emotion and struggling to keep one's head above water.


The second verse describes someone with "malice on their breath" speaking in a way that even God cannot understand. This suggests that the rift between the two people has deepened and become more personal. However, the chorus offers a glimmer of hope, suggesting that sleep can bring peace and bring someone closer to God. The verses that follow reinforce this idea of rest and release, with the lines "The death of day, the great release, where words cannot breed like disease, from lepers' rotting hands and feet." Again, there is a sense of entropy and decay at work, suggesting that sometimes the only way to move forward is to let go completely.


Line by Line Meaning

A slip of tongue, these words fall like an avalanche
I made a mistake and my words are out of control, like an avalanche that keeps growing and can't be stopped


And I wont be ignored
I want to be heard and I won't be ignored


My lungs expire, the waters getting deeper
I'm running out of air and the situation is getting worse


And I cant hold in my breath
I can't hold my breath any longer


So hear me now, this distance is quite simply
I need you to listen to me, and this distance between us is too much to bear


Too much to take in at once
The situation is overwhelming and too much to handle all at once


With malice on your breath
You are speaking with ill intention


Your trembling hands speak of severed ties
Your shaking hands show that our relationship is broken


In language that not even God could divide
The way you're talking is so extreme that even God couldn't understand


So lay your weary burdened head upon my side
Let me comfort you and help you carry your heavy burden


Sleep will bring you close to God,
When you sleep, you will feel closer to God


It will bring you close
Sleep has the power to bring you closer to your faith


Swallow them down it burns like fire
It's difficult to deal with negative feelings or difficult situations, like swallowing something hot that burns


Your words are the devils machine
Your words are causing harm or pain like a tool used by the devil himself


Keep your breath your leaking lies
You're not being truthful and your lies are easily detectable


Wait now on approaching sleep
Wait for the calming effect of sleep to come


The death of day, the great release
The end of the day and the release of stress


Where words cannot breed like disease
A place where unpleasant feelings and harmful words can't take root


From lepers' rotting hands and feet
A reference to disease-ridden and unclean hands or feet


Like the cracks in the teeth of the beast
A metaphor to describe something that is damaged, broken, or ugly


So watch closer now as I slip and I swallow my tongue
Pay attention to me as I struggle and try to communicate




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