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U.F.O.
Plume Latraverse Lyrics
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Demain á§a s'dit ben aujourd'hui c'est du déjá dit hier y'a pus rien á faire
Vaut mieux faire c'qu'on veut avec c'qu'on peut faire
Le vingt-quatre de juin, un lundi dans l'aprá¨s-midi
Ma má¨re, ma soeur pis mon frá¨re ont vu un nuvite passer dans les airs
Y'attendait sa lumiá¨re, y'ont juste eu l'temps d'le voir
Passer au dessus d'l'hydro mais ils l'ont juste vu d'dos wo, wo, wo
Tes mains y font rien pis une pie qui bá¢tit son nid
Avec deux demis pouces de becs, deux milles pieds au dessus d'l'Hydro-Québec
Un bain de misá¨re noire, une mer de verres á boire
Si ben d'áªtre un oiseau pis d'vivre un peu plus haut wo, wo, wo
Refrain
Demain aussi loin qu'aujourd'hui finit á minuit
Y c'est assez dit des histoires qu'on s'raconte le soir quand y fait noir
The chorus of Plume Latraverse's song U.F.O. talks about how tomorrow is just repeating today, and today is just repeating yesterday, so it's better to do what we can with what we have available to us. This could reflect a sense of boredom or monotony that the singer is feeling in their life. The verse tells a story of the singer's mother, sister, and brother seeing a UFO flying over the Hydro-Québec building on June 24th (Saint-Jean-Baptiste Day, a national holiday in Quebec). They only saw the back of it as it flew away, and were left to wonder what it could have been. The second verse uses imagery of a bird building its nest high above Hydro-Québec to contrast the dreary reality of human life. The "sea of glasses to drink" could signify the mundane nature of life, and the idea of wanting to be a bird and live higher could represent a desire to escape this.
Overall, the song could be seen as a commentary on the monotony of life and the desire for something more exciting or mysterious.
Line by Line Meaning
Refrain
Tomorrow it's said that today is already said, yesterday there's nothing to do. It's better to do what we want with what we can do.
On June 24, a Monday afternoon, my mother, my sister and my brother saw a UFO pass in the air. They were waiting for its light, they only had time to see it pass over the Hydro but they only saw it from its back.
On a specific day, Plume's family witnessed an unidentified flying object, that they only had a brief glimpse of.
Your hands are useless and a magpie that builds its nest with two half-inch beaks, two thousand feet above Hydro Quebec. A bath of black misery, a sea of glasses to drink. So good to be a bird and live a little higher.
There is an organic composition of the environment where the magpie nests with its resources. Imagery that suggests the human mind can confine bird understanding through the use of resources. The bird seems freer, having access to space spread through multiple dimensions.
Refrain
Tomorrow, as far as today ends at midnight. And enough talking about stories we tell each other at night when it's dark.
Contributed by Ethan F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.