River of Glass
Rishloo Lyrics


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I'm sure that I'm fine but I heard there's a bath in a river of glass so I'll take it
I've always known that the smiles that were shown were plastic and hollow lines
And I'll be damned,
Your metaphor dollar-fed god got into my head

Hey now, plastics, gather 'round, now you're waitin' with your hands out for the blood flies to come and carry you home

Doubt is a crime and I caught me at last running circles in rounded-off places
Scanning for hope but these windows of gold play tricks on my eyes...

...Why don't we pull apart, look inside the curtains of origins that imitate life
And where you are is where I'll be floating arms of azure seize
Who will you inspire?
As I watch this world below, and the world I watch grows smaller and smaller
Fear and love all collide and all at once
The piper plays green tearing the sleeves pulled up from the sea and thrown Through the ceiling
Stepping stones so carefully untouched
You'll only leave this world alone

Strange that you think you can fly
Strapped to a stone in a blinked needle's eye

I'll be damned, your all-time-low just lowered again




Hey now plastics gather round now you're waitin' with your hands out, waitin' for the war flies,
Waitin' for the blood flies to come and carry you home

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rishloo's song River of Glass depict feelings of doubt, disillusionment, and a search for authenticity. The first few lines suggest that the singer is looking for a way to cleanse themselves, possibly from the lies and fake personas around them. They mention hearing about a bath in a river of glass and deciding to take it. This is likely a metaphor for a painful and revealing process of self-reflection, where one's flaws and insecurities are brought to the surface.


In the next few lines, the singer questions the sincerity of those around them. They mention that the smiles they have seen were plastic and hollow, indicating that the relationships and interactions around them have been disingenuous. They then blame this on a metaphorical "dollar-fed god," suggesting that societal pressures and materialism have led people to compromise their authenticity.


The chorus addresses the "plastics" around the singer, who are "waitin' with [their] hands out" for something to come and save them. This is possibly a reference to those who are waiting for the next trend or fad to make them happy. The song continues with imagery of doubt and the difficulty of finding genuine hope in a world of superficiality. The last few lines suggest that the singer thinks everyone will eventually face their own mortality and that they should focus on the meaningful connections and inspirations they leave behind.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm sure that I'm fine but I heard there's a bath in a river of glass so I'll take it
While I may appear okay on the surface, I've learned of a way to cleanse myself of my troubles and I'll take it, even if it's dangerous


I've always known that the smiles that were shown were plastic and hollow lines
I've always been aware that the happiness people display is often fake and artificial


And I'll be damned, Your metaphor dollar-fed god got into my head
I can't believe it, that metaphorical god of wealth and power has infiltrated my thoughts


Hey now, plastics, gather 'round, now you're waitin' with your hands out for the blood flies to come and carry you home
People who are fake and superficial are now coming together, hoping for a moment of reckoning or escape from their hollow lives


Doubt is a crime and I caught me at last running circles in rounded-off places
I've come to realize that doubting myself is wrong and has led me to a pattern of circular thinking and dead-ends


Scanning for hope but these windows of gold play tricks on my eyes...
I'm searching for something to believe in but the illusions of wealth and prosperity are misleading me


...Why don't we pull apart, look inside the curtains of origins that imitate life
Let's delve deeper and explore the roots of our existence, rather than simply imitating the surface-level aspects of life


And where you are is where I'll be floating arms of azure seize
I want to join and embrace those who are authentic and genuine, like a warm and welcoming embrace


Who will you inspire? As I watch this world below, and the world I watch grows smaller and smaller Fear and love all collide and all at once
I wonder who will step up to inspire others, as I observe the small and interconnected nature of the world, with both fear and love vying for attention


The piper plays green tearing the sleeves pulled up from the sea and thrown Through the ceiling Stepping stones so carefully untouched You'll only leave this world alone
The mysterious piper seems to be playing a tune that rips sleeves from the sea and propels people through the ceiling, reminding us that no matter how careful our journey, we will ultimately depart this world on our own


Strange that you think you can fly Strapped to a stone in a blinked needle's eye
It's odd to think you can achieve great heights when you're weighed down by heavy burdens, like a stone in a small space


I'll be damned, your all-time-low just lowered again Hey now plastics gather round now you're waitin' with your hands out, waitin' for the war flies, Waitin' for the blood flies to come and carry you home
I can't believe it, things have gotten even worse than before. The fake and superficial people are now hoping for a violent end to their misery, even if it means their own destruction




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