Reaching for the Rail
Rick Wright Lyrics


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I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child
I lay in the dark 'til morning came.
It's so unoriginal
And I feel it worse at night
I know it's not terminal
But I'm near half-dead fright
And freezing cold.
But sooner than woke up
To find it all unchanged
I'll sleep through the day til the daylight ends.
'Cause it's all so familiar
As it comes around again
The same taste to everything
The same unbroken chain
That still remains.

With morning I rise,
A dream that won't leave me,
You're sad, naked and pale

And you're reaching for the rail

You took a look inside, how could you peel away
Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well
For all your days.

And you're going down
As you slip beneath the waves,
Won't make a sound
Won't even leave a trace before you.

I hear an appalling sigh from the streets below
And it's creeping fear congealed in stone
That paves the crazy road.
And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly




At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with,
Just take these and you'll really never feel it.

Overall Meaning

In Rick Wright's song Reaching for the Rail, the singer is experiencing a physical and emotional malaise. He is sick, feeling like a child with a fever, and struggles to find relief. He retreats into the darkness, waiting for morning to come. The repetition of his illness makes it feel worse at night, causing him to feel cold and nearly half-dead. He is struck by how unoriginal his ailments are, as if he is stuck in an unbroken chain of endless suffering. However, as morning arrives, he is able to rise again, buoyed by a dream that haunts him. This dream is of someone sad, naked, and pale, reaching for a rail. It seems to represent a deep-seated pain that can't be peeled away, like a shell that protects a hidden hurt. The singer watches as this person slips beneath the waves, succumbing to despair, and leaving no trace. Meanwhile, the streets below echo with an "appalling sigh," a congealed fear that has paved the road of madness. He observes others who are succumbing to their emotions, easy prey for those who offer a quick fix to the heartbreak that seems so pervasive.


Wright's lyrics are often viewed as introspective and haunting. In Reaching for the Rail, Wright seems to be grappling with existential questions about human suffering and mortality. This theme is amplified by his music, which is moody and ethereal. It's easy to imagine oneself lost in the depths of despair while listening to this song. Wright's lyrics about finding oneself trapped in an endless cycle of suffering are also relatable to anyone who has struggled with mental or emotional health issues. The feelings of despair and isolation that he describes are all too familiar to many people who have struggled with depression, anxiety, or other mental health problems.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child
I am sick and running a fever, it makes me feel vulnerable and helpless, like a young child.


I lay in the dark 'til morning came.
I stay in bed, feeling unwell and waiting for daylight to come.


It's so unoriginal
My illness is nothing new or exciting, just a common and mundane experience.


And I feel it worse at night
My symptoms are more severe and unsettling when I am alone in the dark.


I know it's not terminal
I am aware that my condition is not life-threatening or fatal.


But I'm near half-dead fright
Despite this knowledge, I am still frightened and anxious about my illness.


And freezing cold.
My body feels cold and shivery, despite any attempts to keep warm.


But sooner than woke up
Instead of facing my fears and discomfort, I distract myself and avoid the issue by sleeping.


To find it all unchanged
When I finally wake up, nothing has improved or changed in regards to my illness or feelings.


I'll sleep through the day til the daylight ends.
I will continue to sleep and avoid my problems until the sun sets once again.


'Cause it's all so familiar
This cycle of illness and avoidance is nothing new or surprising to me.


As it comes around again
Every time I am sick, this same pattern of behavior and emotions repeats.


The same taste to everything
Everything feels dull and monotonous, with no excitement or variety.


The same unbroken chain
My experiences seem to connect and repeat in a never-ending cycle.


That still remains.
Despite my attempts to avoid or change it, this pattern and feeling persists.


With morning I rise,
When the morning comes, I get up and face my struggles once again.


A dream that won't leave me,
A persistent dream or memory that haunts me and won't go away.


You're sad, naked and pale
In this dream or memory, someone I care about is vulnerable, exposed, and unwell.


And you're reaching for the rail
This person is reaching out for help or support, possibly for me.


You took a look inside, how could you peel away
I am being confronted with the reality of someone's pain and struggles, and I struggle with how to help or understand them.


Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well
This person has kept their pain and suffering hidden from me, and I struggle to break through their defenses and provide comfort.


For all your days.
They have been carrying this burden for a long time, and I now realize how much they are hurting.


And you're going down
This person's situation is becoming more dire and serious.


As you slip beneath the waves,
They are losing their battle and succumbing to their pain or illness.


Won't make a sound
They are suffering silently and without complaint.


Won't even leave a trace before you.
Their struggles and suffering may go unnoticed or unacknowledged, even after they are gone.


I hear an appalling sigh from the streets below
The world around me is filled with sorrow and despair, even for those outside of my personal struggles.


And it's creeping fear congealed in stone
This despair and hopelessness seems to be a permanent and unchanging part of the world.


That paves the crazy road.
These feelings and experiences are leading to a chaotic and unpredictable future.


And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly
Everyone around me is struggling and giving up, feeling helpless and desperate.


At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with,
In the face of so much pain and despair, some people might turn to drugs or other forms of escape to avoid or numb the suffering.


Just take these and you'll really never feel it.
There are substances or actions that can help you forget or ignore your pain, but they won't really solve the underlying problems or provide true relief.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: ANTHONY MOORE, RICK WRIGHT

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GIUSEPPE CANGELOSI

Rick Wright is a real prog man. His voice and his music touch the soul....

AaronO220

plus Sinead o Connor

Marc Moingeon

Such a beautiful song, maybe the biggest highlight of Broken China, an album that was scandalously ignored. The majestic keyboards, this splendid guitar solo that could come from David Gilmour (but it is from Tim Renwick, indeed, an inspired guitar player who played with Al Stewart, Pink Floyd in concert, and Gary Brooker, among others). This is an original duet between Rick and Sinead O'Connor on vocals... What's not to like ?

Peter Hendrix

And Pino Palladino on bass with Manu Katché on drums are terrific!

Carlos A. Venegas

Sorry but Gilmoure don't play in this production, the solo was play for Tim Remwick.

Marc Moingeon

@Carlos A. Venegas : Yes, you are right. I know. It's Tim Renwick and there's also Dominic Miller on a few tracks, plus a certain Steve Bolton (whom I didn't know). I wrote that the guitar solo in this song could come from DG....because it's similar to his style, but Tim Renwick can play in a similar way... and after all Tim Renwick played live with Pink Floyd during the 1988/90 tours, at least. But you were right to point it out and I've corrected my comment.

Savio Santiago

os verdadeiros gênios são assim, ignorados!

neckapb

@Marc Moingeon https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Bolton

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David Tabizel

An echo of Comfortably Numb going on here. This could easily have been remixed into a classic Floyd track with a Gilmour solo at the end. For me this album was very underrated and really should have formed the basis of another Pink Floyd album. When Mr Gilmour played Breakthrough at the Festival Hall with Rick it really showed how good this album was. RIP Rick

Manuel S

Condivido in pieno

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