Orion
Sacha Sacket Lyrics
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Brush through my hair
We fall for East Village
But we're insincere.
Aren't we. Aren't we.
For we find no meaning
In this post-modern scene
But now that's some
Hippie dream. Hippie dream.
And I'm watching Orion reach out from the shore
I hate his still hourglass for shifting
After I'm gone.
'Cause time sticks to me, leaves me dead on the floor.
My grave set among many,
A boy lost in the belly of the world.
Did it ever seem strange
When we would say, hey,
Life ain't worth living.
'Cause we know that
Death leads to zeros
Or infinities
And that's scary
Simple but scary, simple but scary
Ain't that contrary,
Then life is the party.
It is.
Everyone knows
These fake hipsters know
It's like St. George is here
But their dragons just want to keep sleeping.
Saw Ginsberg beset in the corner market
We can't face our death so we
Can't mine our lives of meaning.
And I'm watching Orion reach out from the shore
I hate his still hourglass for shifting
After I'm gone.
'Cause time sticks to me, leaves me dead on the floor.
My grave set among many,
A boy lost in the belly of the world.
Does it ever seem strange
That we keep laughing and it never gets boring
Keep on the laughing, the crying, the screaming
And it never gets boring
When we're stuck in the feeling,
A bit all-consuming,
And in that there's meaning
There's all the meaning
There's all my meaning
For I am the rapture, I am the reaper, I am the ether,
And I'm the seer. For I am the ether, I am the ether,
And there is no time.
Feeling New York
Brush through my hair
We fall for East Village
But we're insincere.
Aren't we. Aren't we.
The song "Orion" by Sacha Sacket talks about the struggle of finding meaning in life in a post-modern world. He begins the song with the lines "Feeling New York, brush through my hair, we fall for East Village, but we're insincere. Aren't we. Aren't we." Here, Sacket is talking about the contradiction of the New York lifestyle, where people tend to get caught up in the fast-paced and superficial lifestyle, rather than finding true meaning in their existence.
Throughout the song, Sacket mentions the constellation Orion, which is a symbol for time and immortality. He is watching Orion from the shore and says "I hate his still hourglass for shifting after I'm gone. 'Cause time sticks to me, leaves me dead on the floor." The line "My grave set among many, a boy lost in the belly of the world" signifies Sacket's fear of being forgotten after he dies. He then questions the value of life, saying "Did it ever seem strange when we would say, hey, life ain't worth living... death leads to zeros, or infinities, and that's scary, simple but scary." However, he concludes the song by saying that even though life might not have a clear purpose, the experiences and emotions we go through are what give it meaning in the end.
Line by Line Meaning
Feeling New York
Experiencing the city vibe and energy of New York
Brush through my hair
Casually grooming oneself
We fall for East Village
Being captivated by the culture and atmosphere of the East Village neighborhood
But we're insincere.
Feeling emotionally detached and not genuine in this infatuation
Aren't we. Aren't we.
Rhetorical emphasis on the lack of sincerity and authenticity
For we find no meaning
Being unable to find deeper significance or purpose
In this post-modern scene
In the context of contemporary cultural and artistic trends
They thought times were a changing
People believed society was evolving and transforming
But now that's some
However, now that belief is considered by some
Hippie dream. Hippie dream.
To be a naive or idealistic belief, held mostly by the previous generation of hippies
And I'm watching Orion reach out from the shore
Observing the constellation Orion from afar
I hate his still hourglass for shifting
Disliking the passage of time which incessantly continues despite one's wishes
After I'm gone.
After one's time has ended in this world
'Cause time sticks to me, leaves me dead on the floor.
Time represents an inescapable force leading finally to death
My grave set among many,
Being buried among countless others who have passed away
A boy lost in the belly of the world.
Feeling insignificant and forgotten in the vast and all-consuming world
Did it ever seem strange
Asking if it ever appeared peculiar or peculiarly coincidental
When we would say, hey,
Referring to moments when others would proclaim
Life ain't worth living.
Life doesn't have enough value or meaning to justify continuing
'Cause we know that Death leads to zeros
Death is believed to be the end and reduce everything to nothingness
Or infinities
Alternatively, the possibility exists that death offers a new, infinite universe
And that's scary
This ambiguity frightens us.
Simple but scary, simple but scary
Repeating that the idea is basic, yet copiously frightening
Ain't that contrary,
Ironically contradictory
Then life is the party.
If death is unappealing, then celebration of life must be pursued
It is.
Affirming that life is indeed a party
Everyone knows
It is a well-established truth
These fake hipsters know
The insincere hipsters understand
It's like St. George is here
There is an idealized hero present
But their dragons just want to keep sleeping.
Their personal fears or inadequacies are being ignored or suppressed
Saw Ginsberg beset in the corner market
Fred seeing Allen Ginsberg in the corner market
We can't face our death so we
Individuals avoid confronting the fact of their own deaths
Can't mine our lives of meaning.
This avoidance makes it impossible to fully engage with and derive significance from life
Does it ever seem strange
Once again asking if something seems odd
That we keep laughing and it never gets boring
Noticing how humor can remain amusing and fresh
Keep on the laughing, the crying, the screaming
Continuing to experience life's emotional spectrum
And it never gets boring
These experiences always maintain their vitality and energy
When we're stuck in the feeling,
The intense emotions can be overwhelming
A bit all-consuming,
These emotions are very powerful and influential
And in that there's meaning
Despite the lack of explicit meaning, these experiences are still valid and important
There's all the meaning
Suggesting that there is no inherent meaning, and that life is what we make of it
There's all my meaning
Stating that meaning is personal and subjective
For I am the rapture, I am the reaper, I am the ether,
Referring to oneself as a source or embodiment of happiness, sorrow, and emptiness
And I'm the seer.
Also possessing the power of foresight and insight
Feeling New York
Returning to the initial feelings of experiencing the pulse of the city
Brush through my hair
Repeating the initial action of casually grooming oneself
We fall for East Village
Repeating the initial infatuation with the East Village neighborhood
But we're insincere.
And reinforcing the idea that the emotions are hollow and not genuine
Aren't we. Aren't we.
Repeating the earlier rhetorical emphasis
Contributed by Colton T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.