Absence
Regional Justice Center Lyrics


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Slashed to skin
Committed to endless memory
Passed on
Absence tends to scar
When day's don't last
And presence is passive
Passed out
The pain is yours

It's a waste
Disdain
A reputation
A stain for all to see

Roots, roots




Roots wrapped around my neck
Stranglehold on what I'll become

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Regional Justice Center's song "Absence" are dark and evocative. The imagery of being "slashed to skin" and "committed to endless memory" sets a tone of violence and trauma that runs throughout the rest of the song. The theme of absence and its effects on the psyche is also present throughout the song, with lines like "absence tends to scar" and "when day's don't last and presence is passive" indicating a sense of isolation and despair. The repeated use of the word "passed" in different contexts ("passed on," "passed out," "passed over") further emphasizes the sense of loss and disconnection.


The lyrics also touch on themes of wasted potential, disdain, and social stigma. Lines like "it's a waste" and "a reputation, a stain for all to see" suggest a sense of hopelessness and shame. The use of the word "roots" in the final stanza could be interpreted in a few different ways, but the image of being choked by something that is meant to support growth could suggest a feeling of being trapped or suffocated by one's own past or identity.


Overall, "Absence" is a bleak and haunting portrayal of the lasting effects of trauma, isolation, and societal stigma. The lyrics are cryptic and open to interpretation, but the emotional weight behind them is palpable.


Line by Line Meaning

Slashed to skin
Wounded deeply


Committed to endless memory
Permanently etched in mind


Passed on
Transferred to the next person


Absence tends to scar
Lack of presence leaves emotional marks


When day's don't last
When moments are fleeting


And presence is passive
Being there without actively engaging


Passed out
Lost consciousness


The pain is yours
Suffering is a personal experience


It's a waste
It's pointless


Disdain
Feeling of contempt


A reputation
The perception others have of you


A stain for all to see
A mark that cannot be erased and is visible to everyone


Roots, roots
Fundamental basis


Roots wrapped around my neck
Feeling suffocated or trapped by one's roots


Stranglehold on what I'll become
Preventing one from achieving their potential




Lyrics © The Orchard
Written by: Ian Shelton

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