Agatha
Pond Lyrics


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The house sat empty fourteen years
A wasted crystal chandelier
The lungs still howled a breathless air
And corporate dust of laughing lairs
He checked them in, the straw and clay
Of ninety years of day by day
Was my street sane? An image of
The spark that stirs within them

Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, oh
Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, oh

I was fourteen, they bought the home
Just old enough to stay alone
The biggest chair, the smoky skin
I sat like so and threw it in
The floors that creak, the pipes that pound
And underneath, one other sound
An angry hum; a low heart rate
That made me fear the stairs of

Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, oh
Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, oh

The void that's crowded with their fears
Spills out into the present years
Her tears upon the child at night
And we say swift the daylight time
Each year I grow, each day I think
Of when I felt the breath of wings
Above my chair, around my neck
It wanted to devour me

Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, oh
Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha, Agatha...

Agatha! (Agatha, Agatha, Agatha...)
Agatha! (Agatha, Agatha, Agatha...)




Agatha! (Agatha, Agatha, Agatha...)
Agatha! (Agatha, Agatha, Agatha...)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pond’s song “Agatha” tell the story of a haunted house and the fears that come with it. The house has been empty for fourteen years, and there is evidence of laughter and corporate dust inside. The singer, who was only fourteen at the time their family moved into the house, remembers the biggest chair and the smoky skin that now remind them of what was in that house. The song tries to capture the frightening atmosphere of the house, with the floors and pipes making sounds and an angry hum that made them fear the stairs. The haunting presence in the house, Agatha, is described as wanting to devour them.


Line by Line Meaning

The house sat empty fourteen years
No one has lived in the house for 14 years


A wasted crystal chandelier
The expensive crystal chandelier is collecting dust and has never been used


The lungs still howled a breathless air
The air inside the house was still, but had a heavy, suffocating feeling to it


And corporate dust of laughing lairs
The dust in the house was a reminder of all the past corporate events that were held in the house


He checked them in, the straw and clay
The new owner of the house inspecting the materials used for the construction of the house


Of ninety years of day by day
The house was built with materials that reflect its age of over 90 years


Was my street sane? An image of
The singer questions whether the street they grew up on was normal or if it was just their imagination


The spark that stirs within them
The artist believes that every person has an inner spark that motivates them to do things


I was fourteen, they bought the home
The artist was 14 years old when the new owners bought the house


Just old enough to stay alone
The artist was just old enough to be home alone in the house


The biggest chair, the smoky skin
The singer remembers the large armchair in the house that was used so much that it had become worn and smoky-smelling


I sat like so and threw it in
The artist sat in the armchair and threw themselves into it as a way to relax


The floors that creak, the pipes that pound
The old floorboards would creak when someone walked on them and the pipes would pound when the water was turned on in the house


And underneath, one other sound
Beneath all the other sounds in the house was one distinctive sound


An angry hum; a low heart rate
The distinctive sound was an angry humming noise that sounded like a low heart rate


That made me fear the stairs of
The artist was afraid of the noise and the stairs in the house


The void that's crowded with their fears
The emptiness of the house is filled with the past fears of the previous owners


Spills out into the present years
These fears continue to haunt the house to this day


Her tears upon the child at night
The previous owner of the house, Agatha, would cry at night and the sound would echo throughout the house


And we say swift the daylight time
The daytime would come quickly after the night, but the fears of the previous owner would still linger


Each year I grow, each day I think
As the artist gets older, they still think about their experiences in the house and how it has affected them


Of when I felt the breath of wings
The artist remembers feeling a breeze or a gust of wind that felt like it was from wings


Above my chair, around my neck
The feeling of wings was above the singer's chair and around their neck, which made them feel like they were being watched or even wanted


It wanted to devour me
The artist remembers feeling like whatever was in the house wanted to consume or take them


Agatha!
The repetition of Agatha's name emphasizes how important she is to the story and to the history of the house




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@vonreich2522

Killer cd all pro 😎😎😎

@roknroy178

Years since I've listened to this song, but fuck what a contribution to music.

@eis904

Seeing them with my fam in Seattle in just a week! I hope they play this song.

@eis904

They played it so I will post it on my YouTube. They still kick ass!!!!

@BinFrog

God I miss these guys.

@davidrobert1229

Love those guitars

@Chaddick77

so fucking good. would see them @ the the RCKCNDY in Seattle every time they came to town. Great 90's band!

@RobHeadwall

agathagathagathaaa

@JonathanVanHornsoundjon

Ohhhh

@SK-le1gm

Walls must retain an image of the spark that stirs within them 🧙🏼‍♀️

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