Born and raised in Troy, New York, Rowe started playing music at an early age. He received a bass guitar from his father on his 12th birthday and performed in a local band. After receiving an acoustic guitar as a gift from his uncle, Rowe began playing solo.
Since 2003, Rowe played locally in his hometown at open mics, bars and cafes. He began playing with percussionist Marco Haber , who played on a few tracks on his first album 27. Shortly thereafter they began playing under the name Mudfunk and recorded a live album, Live at the Grind, as well as a single of Wrong Side Of The Bed. The latter would be re-recorded for Sean's solo album, Magic, without Haber and with different instrumentation. Sean Rowe now records for ANTI- Records.
Horses
Sean Rowe Lyrics
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As he flew past the dollhouse cut-outs
All suggesting signs of life
There were voices in the wood
He didn't know if he had it right
They didn't know if he would listen
But they were thinking that he might
He could not articulate that kind of doom
There was something in the silence
Like suggestions from the moon
And at night he leaves the light on
Little child, I have come
I will go through the rain and snow if you keep me on your side
Lay your head, do not fear
The gun we're under
The rolling thunder
Is just one side of the wall
There were countless times
He knew there was more to take
Through the veneer of empty smiles
In between all the hands and shakes
He pulled back the flesh
Behold a human machine
With eyes so cold and vacant
Only statues could believe
He could not get his young mind around the bend
Yet the polish, it would not stick
And the truth will never end
For tonight he leaves the light on
In Sean Rowe's song Horses, we are presented with the image of a young boy on a bike moving through a landscape filled with dollhouse cutouts that suggest signs of life. Rowe paints an image of the sky being a great blue, imbuing this scene with a sense of awe and wonder. The young boy encounters voices in the woods, something he has trouble articulating but evokes a sense of looming doom. Rowe here demonstrates his ability to paint vivid pictures with his lyrics, the sense of unease in this encounter with something beyond his understanding is palpable. The chorus sees Rowe addressing the child, promising to be there through rain and snow, offering comfort in a world filled with thunder and guns. The lyrics portray a sense of uncertainty and confusion, with the young boy trying to make sense of a world he struggles to understand. As the song reaches its conclusion, Rowe talks about how the young boy peels back the flesh to reveal a human machine with vacuous eyes that only a statue could believe. The truth remains elusive, and the boy struggles to comprehend the world around him.
The song touches on a variety of themes, but the central one is the struggle to comprehend the world around us, particularly for a young boy who is still grappling with the world's complexities. Rowe's lyrics are poetic and insightful, painting vivid pictures of a world filled with uncertainty and confusion. One of the song's most powerful lines is, "He could not articulate that kind of doom," which is a powerful evocation of how sometimes the world can be overwhelming, and we struggle to put our thoughts and feelings into words. Overall, the song is a deeply moving reflection on the human condition and the challenges we all face when trying to find our place in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
The great blue sky was moving with his bike
The singer sees someone riding their bike under the moving blue sky.
As he flew past the dollhouse cut-outs
As he rode, he passed by cut-outs of buildings and homes, like in a model village.
All suggesting signs of life
The cut-outs create an illusion of people living there, making it feel real.
There were voices in the wood
The artist heard sounds of nature and maybe animals from the woods nearby.
He didn't know if he had it right
The artist is uncertain about something, maybe his path or direction.
They didn't know if he would listen
The voices in the woods didn't know if the singer would pay attention to them.
But they were thinking that he might
Despite the uncertainty, the voices felt hopeful that the singer may listen and understand them.
He could not articulate that kind of doom
The artist is unable to express or put into words a certain feeling of inevitable misfortune.
There was something in the silence
Despite being quiet, the silence seemed to convey something significant or meaningful.
Like suggestions from the moon
The silence was like a message conveyed by the moon or inspired by the moon's energy or presence.
And at night he leaves the light on
The singer keeps a light on at night, possibly out of fear or uncertainty.
Little child, I have come
The artist is speaking to a child, addressing them in a comforting and protective manner.
I will go through the rain and snow if you keep me on your side
The singer promises to be there for the child no matter the circumstances if the child trusts and supports them.
Lay your head, do not fear
The singer is soothing the child and trying to alleviate their worries or anxieties.
The gun we're under
The singer and the child are in a difficult and possibly dangerous situation.
The rolling thunder
The ominous sound of thunder is present, adding to the tension or drama.
Is just one side of the wall
The thunder may seem scary or dominant, but it is only one aspect of a larger situation or reality.
There were countless times
The singer has experienced something numerous times.
He knew there was more to take
The singer realized there was more than what meets the eye, maybe regarding other people or the world around.
Through the veneer of empty smiles
Despite seeing people smiling, the artist could perceive their facade or superficiality.
In between all the hands and shakes
The artist encountered many people who shook hands with him, maybe formal or social gatherings.
He pulled back the flesh
The artist has removed something from his face or body, revealing a gruesome sight.
Behold a human machine
The singer saw himself or someone else as a machine, a lifeless and unfeeling object.
With eyes so cold and vacant
The person's eyes were lifeless or devoid of emotions, conveying a sense of hopelessness or apathy.
Only statues could believe
The sight was so unbelievable that only a statue or an inanimate object could accept it.
He could not get his young mind around the bend
The singer was unable to understand or accept something, maybe due to his age or experience.
Yet the polish, it would not stick
Despite trying to look good or presentable, the singer couldn't maintain his facade or hide his true self.
And the truth will never end
The truth will always be there, no matter how much one tries to ignore or hide it.
For tonight he leaves the light on
The artist remains fearful or uncertain about something, thus keeping a light on for comfort or security.
Writer(s): Sean Rowe Copyright: 4 Septembers Music, Music Of The Mothership
Contributed by David F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Dano Pierce
Really an awesome song sand lyric, Sean just keeps my fascinated by his lyrics, musical style and voice. Why is he not more well known? The arrangement is really wild and well done.
sxekatieq
He is even better live! By chance I saw him open up for another musician and he was actually wayyyy better than the headliner! <3
Laiskas Tau
A song filled with a good mood.
DG Pony
First heard this on altradio station. Really like this song. Dark, unpretentious, driven and mesmerizing.
Monster
Mega klasse Stimme, super Musik ! Einzigartig !!!
JM
So fucking good.