Upstairs
Psapp Lyrics


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Teach me the way
To be humble and good
To be quiet when I should
To be great

I am not what I was
Or what I will be
There is no one guessing for me

There's a draft like a well
And a warm wet smell
And there is no one to break the fall

It's so patient and meek
And your mouth never speaks
Of the times when our hopes die

There's a draft like a well
And a warm wet smell
And there's no one to break the fall

Teach me the way
To be humble and good




To be quiet when I should
To be great

Overall Meaning

The chorus of Psapp's "Upstairs" appears to be a plea for guidance in the art of living a humble life. The singer acknowledges their impermanence, stating that they are not what they were in the past nor what they will be in the future, and that there is no one who can predict their future for them. Meanwhile, there's a feeling of uncertainty in the air, as evidenced by the cold breezes and aromatic odors that are mentioned multiple times in the song. The singer's desired guide seems to be a person who knows when to "be quiet" when it's necessary, suggesting that they're looking for a mentor who can teach them the intricacies of social etiquette and grace.


It's interesting to note the repeated imagery of "a draft like a well," which seems to signify the feeling of uncertainty and change that pervades the song. Additionally, the reference to "your mouth never speaks" suggests that the singer is in search of someone whose actions speak louder than words. The song may be a commentary on the modern obsession with individualism and self-promotion, suggesting that being great doesn't necessarily require being loud or boisterous.


Line by Line Meaning

Teach me the way
Requesting to learn the right path towards achieving greatness


To be humble and good
To possess the qualities of both modesty and kindness


To be quiet when I should
To remain silent in situations where it's appropriate


To be great
To become exceptional and outstanding


I am not what I was
I have changed from what I used to be


Or what I will be
I am still unsure of what I will become in the future


There is no one guessing for me
No one can predict my future accurately


There's a draft like a well
There's a cold breeze like that from a water well


And a warm wet smell
There's a comforting, damp scent present


And there is no one to break the fall
There's no one to protect and cushion the fall or failure


It's so patient and meek
The atmosphere is calm and submissive


And your mouth never speaks
You are silent and don't express your feelings


Of the times when our hopes die
About the moments when our aspirations come crashing down




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