SAFARI
Rats With Wings Lyrics
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Is my half-mother where she did come to wrest me from the flaming wreck
Another shovel break inside and I try my best to get drunk
So what's the big idea that keeps wine and spirits from entering my brain
I draw my lunch in close as my brother gestures with a hard boiled egg
A sound from hell the vultures make as they swarm round the still-born
Is my half-mother where she did come to wrest me from the flaming wreck
In Rats With Wings's song "Safari", the lyrics paint a vivid picture of a surreal landscape where motorcycle accidents, vultures, and hard boiled eggs all exist in a strange harmony. The first line, "A motorcycle accident whistling softly through blades of grass", sets the tone for the song, immediately conjuring an image of a violent collision in a quiet field. The following line, "Is my half-mother where she did come to wrest me from the flaming wreck", adds to the sense of disorientation and confusion, suggesting that the singer may be in a state of shock and delirium after the accident. The line "Another shovel break inside and I try my best to get drunk" suggests that the singer is trying to drown out the pain and trauma of the accident, but is struggling to do so. The final lines, "A sound from hell the vultures make as they swarm round the still-born / Is my half-mother where she did come to wrest me from the flaming wreck", once again highlight the surreal and dreamlike quality of the song, blurring the boundaries between life and death, and suggesting that the singer may be caught in a liminal space between the two.
Overall, "Safari" is a haunting and evocative song, with lyrics that are open to multiple interpretations. It is possible that the song is a meditation on mortality and the fragility of life, or a reflection on the ways in which our perceptions of reality can be distorted in times of crisis. Alternatively, the song could be a more abstract exploration of themes like addiction, trauma, or mental illness, with the imagery serving as a metaphorical representation of the singer's state of mind. Whatever the intended meaning of the lyrics, they paint a vivid and unsettling picture that lingers long after the song has ended.
Line by Line Meaning
A motorcycle accident whistling softly through blades of grass
The singer recalls a past motorcycle accident and the sound it made resonating through the blades of grass nearby.
Is my half-mother where she did come to wrest me from the flaming wreck
The singer wonders if their half-mother was there at the time of the accident to rescue them from the flaming wreckage.
Another shovel break inside and I try my best to get drunk
Despite being inside, the singer still tries to drink their problems away with alcohol.
So what's the big idea that keeps wine and spirits from entering my brain
The artist questions why they can't seem to feel the effects of alcohol anymore and wonders if something is blocking it from affecting them.
The birds of prey fall from the sky swiping fried chicken from my hands
The artist witnesses birds of prey swooping down from the sky to steal their food.
I draw my lunch in close as my brother gestures with a hard boiled egg
The singer becomes protective of their food as their brother plays around with a hard boiled egg.
A sound from hell the vultures make as they swarm round the still-born
The singer describes the eerie and disturbing sound that vultures make as they circle around a still-born animal.
Contributed by Alaina A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@Luna
this brings me back.
@Gorgosity
brings me back too
@Gorgosity
Hey Luna
@jillypooh480
Yep
@GEARSofLOWLIFE
You came here
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@UnclePhil1112
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@aicdeftone75
I couldn't agree more! All good things end eventually.
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@craigbeaulieu9967
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