Pop Song
Shadow Limb Lyrics
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Time cannot erase this now
House of lies, wreathed in flame
Usurper rises from his fame
The needs of many, forgotten
A lesson has been lost
Fall in line
All is lost
The broken condemned to flame
The lyrics of Shadow Limb's song "Pop Song" paint a picture of darkness and despair. The opening lines, "Lie awake, terrified, time cannot erase this now," indicate a sense of ongoing fear and a feeling of being trapped in something that cannot be undone. It suggests that the singer is haunted by a past event or a series of events that they cannot escape from.
The next lines, "House of lies, wreathed in flame, usurper rises from his fame," portray a sense of deception and manipulation. It implies that there are hidden truths and deceit beneath the surface, and that someone who used to be a star or idol has now taken control through cunning and deceitful means.
The following lines, "The needs of many, forgotten, a lesson has been lost," suggest a lack of empathy or concern for others. It highlights how the pursuit of fame and personal gain has overshadowed the importance of addressing the collective needs and imparting valuable lessons.
The chorus, "Fall in line, silent and broken, all is lost, the broken condemned to flame," conveys a sense of surrender, hopelessness, and despair. It implies that those who have been oppressed or manipulated are left voiceless and helpless, and ultimately condemned or punished. The imagery of being "condemned to flame" could represent the idea of being consumed by the consequences of their actions or the consequences of the oppressive environment they find themselves in.
Overall, the lyrics of "Pop Song" by Shadow Limb depict a bleak and somber outlook on fame, deception, and the disregard for the needs of others. It conveys a sense of resignation and the consequences of being silenced and oppressed.
Line by Line Meaning
Lie awake, terrified
Unable to sleep, consumed by fear
Time cannot erase this now
The impact of the situation is permanent and cannot be undone by the passing of time
House of lies, wreathed in flame
A deceptive and destructive environment engulfed in chaos
Usurper rises from his fame
An imposter takes advantage of their newfound popularity
The needs of many, forgotten
The desires and welfare of a large group are disregarded
A lesson has been lost
A valuable teaching or insight has been disregarded or overlooked
Fall in line
Conform and obey without question
Silent and broken
Remaining quiet and emotionally shattered
All is lost
Everything is irretrievably gone
The broken condemned to flame
Those who are emotionally damaged are condemned to further suffering
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Shadow Limb
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@tesorosdetomas
Foals in winter coats,
White girls of the North,
File past one, five and one,
They are the fabled lambs,
Of Sunday ham,
The E.H.S. norm.
And they can float above the grass,
In circles if they tried,
A latent power I know they hide,
To keep some hope alive,
That a girl like I could ever try,
Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway sides,
A phantom and a fly,
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection.
A week of rolling eyes,
And cheap shots from the trite,
And we're off to Nemarcas' porch again,
Another afternoon with the goat head tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wandered through her mama's house,
And the milk from the window lights,
Family portraits circa ninety-five,
This is that foreign land,
With the sprayed on tans,
And it all feels fine,
Be it silk or slime,
So, when they tap our Monday heads,
Two zombies walk in our stead.
This town seems hardly worth the time.
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
So, when they tap our Sunday heads,
Two zombies walk in our stead.
This town seems hardly worth the time.
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our crime,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Songwriters: James Mercer
@marahrose1386
[Verse 1]
Foals in winter coats
White girls of the north
File past; one, five, and one
They are the fabled lambs
Of Sunday ham
The ancient snow
[Verse 2]
And they could float above the grass
In circles if they tried
A latent power I know they hide
To keep some hope alive
That a girl like I
Could ever try
Could ever try
[Chorus 1]
So we just skirt the hallway sides
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines
And wonder why
There's no connection
A week of rolling eyes
And cheap shots from the tribe
And we're off to Nemarca's porch again
[Verse 3]
Another afternoon
Of the goat-head tunes
And pilfered booze
We wander through her Momma's house
The milk from the window lights
Family portrait, circa '95
[Verse 4]
This is that foreign land
With the sprayed-on tans
And it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime
[Chorus 2]
So, when they tap our Monday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
[Bridge]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh, ohh
@elizabethjolly2335
I can't believe this song is 17 years old. It seems like just yesterday I was looking up the lyrics so I could sing along. Such a perfect song from an amazing band.
@paulmartos7730
I heard it a month ago on my car radio. I'd heard it many times but realized how much I missed this band's gorgeous music. It's a damned shame they aren't played more often.
@juliejerkoff
Hard to believe this song is older than my kid!! Because it makes me feel like a kid tbh
@lukecasio9810
The Indie heyday was a glorious time to be young
@aquacrimefighter2368
Luke Brunet Yes it was. So thankful for my teenage years, but what I wouldn’t give to go back...
@cactaceous
Wasn't the indie prime heyday in the late 80's- early 90's? This is when indie was already mainstream.
@derekfisher8571
The late 90's was indies best time in my opinion, but The Shins are amazing in this time period
@blitzkrieg459
Good times back them, can’t believe I’m saying this, but I would love to go back to that time. I was 18 then and if only I did things differently.
@Nikki_garsonne
The album was released in 2007... Not in the late 90's
@Ghoopty
One of the most gifted songwriters to come out of America.