Borderline
Sufjan Stevens Lyrics


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Oh there is a house,
A wonderful lover,
A satisfied hole,
Hope isn't a word,
A sudden said brother,
And what do you care?

And i'll take the pictures,
If you stay in bed,
I'll run down the park,
If you put up your head.

Don't put up your borderline,
Don't put up your borderline.

Oh there is a house,
A wonderful lover,
And what do you care?

Four or five years ago,
I wouldn't believe it,
I wouldn't receive it,
And i'll take the stiches.

You put in my head,
I'll run down the ark,
If you put up your head.

Don't put up your borderline,
Don't put up your borderline,
Borderline,
Borderline.





It feels like i'm going to lose my mind,
It feels like i'm going to lose my mind.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Sufjan Stevens's "Borderline" appear to be ambiguous and open-ended at first glance. Stevens seems to be describing several different things, and it's difficult to get a clear sense of what they all have in common. However, at the heart of the song, there is a plea for intimacy and connection, and it seems as though Stevens is struggling with some kind of emotional barrier or "borderline" that is preventing him from experiencing the kind of deep emotional fulfillment that he craves.


The opening lines of the song describe a house and a lover, which could be interpreted as symbols for stability and security. However, Stevens also describes a "satisfied hole" and suggests that "hope isn't a word," which implies that something is lacking or unfulfilling in his life. The sudden mention of a brother complicates matters even further, and it's unclear how this figure fits into the overall narrative of the song.


As the song progresses, Stevens offers to "take the pictures" and "run down the park" if his lover will "put up [their] head." This suggests that he feels responsible for the happiness or well-being of his partner, and that he wants to be able to provide for them in some way. However, he also warns against putting up a "borderline," implying that there is some kind of emotional barrier that needs to be overcome if their relationship is going to thrive.


The final lines of the song suggest that Stevens is struggling with his own mental health, as he laments that "it feels like I'm going to lose my mind." This could be interpreted as a plea for help from his lover, or simply as an acknowledgement that he is struggling to cope with the pressures of his own life.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh there is a house,
There is a place where I find comfort.


A wonderful lover,
I have someone who brings me joy.


A satisfied hole,
I have a sense of completion.


Hope isn't a word,
I sometimes struggle to find hope.


A sudden said brother,
I have someone who I can rely on in difficult situations.


And what do you care?
Why are you asking about this?


And i'll take the pictures,
I am willing to document and remember these moments.


If you stay in bed,
I'll take care of things if you need a break.


I'll run down the park,
I will take care of errands or physical activities.


If you put up your head.
I need you to make an effort to participate in these moments too.


Don't put up your borderline,
Don't distance yourself emotionally.


Oh there is a house,
I still have this place of comfort.


A wonderful lover,
I still have this person who brings me joy.


And what do you care?
Why does it matter to you?


Four or five years ago,
There was a time when things were different.


I wouldn't believe it,
I wouldn't have thought things would turn out this way.


I wouldn't receive it,
I wouldn't have been willing to accept this reality.


And i'll take the stiches.
I will endure and heal from my wounds.


You put in my head,
You made me think or feel a certain way.


I'll run down the ark,
I'll take on responsibility and make things happen.


If you put up your head.
If you can find the motivation to engage as well.


Don't put up your borderline,
Don't build emotional walls between us.


Don't put up your borderline.
I'm begging you to not put this emotional distance between us.


Borderline,
A reference to the emotional distance or division between us.


Borderline.
A plea to not create this boundary between us.


It feels like i'm going to lose my mind,
I'm feeling overwhelmed or mentally unstable.


It feels like i'm going to lose my mind.
Reiteration of the previous line.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

CloneDaddy

James Klieve 
OK, James, “the internet says, so it must be true, eh”?
Here's my point:
I was diagnosed with BPD about five years ago. When my doctor sent me to get a diagnosis for PTSD .
It was explained to me then, off the record, that BPD is an umbrella term that covers many conditions, and if I were to be diagnosed with PTSD (which was clear to every other medical professional I had seen that up to that point, that that was what I had), then they would have to do something about it.
But, by giving BPD as a diagnosis, they could effectively just fob me off with anti-depressants and a few pamphlets .

That's what a borderline is. A line between the borders of two, or more, states.
A non specific hinterland , and in this instance, intentionally vague.
It could represent a borderline psychotic state, or a schizophrenic state, or any of the other mental states we humans are capable of, but until you qualify it, it's just a pro-noun.
And , in all the years I have suffered with this condition that they are only just now calling BPD, not once, ever , has it been referred to as just "borderline".
So, you'll forgive me for wondering why a simple noun would suddenly be promoted to the status of "Medical Condition" all on it's own.

In my opinion, and based on the research I have done into it, the entire human race qualifies as having BPD.
BPD is the psychiatric professions "gift" to us all.

Our own, personal mental illness, to satisfy everyone that there is indeed "something wrong with them", and send them away happy with their new "Badge of Honour".
In my opinion, if you are someone like me, who suffers with genuinely debilitating mental illness, and some overworked doctor tries to label you with BPD, then, call him out on it .
Because, until you receive a specific diagnosis for your woes, you won't receive the treatment you need, and things will only get worse for you.

It's taken me 13 years, and only recently am I starting to be treated for my problem.
That took a huge chunk out of what ever little was left of my self esteem.
So, don't give me "borderline" (or any other noun), until you specifically nail it down with a term that can be directly treated.
Don't settle for it as an answer. You haven't been diagnosed as " borderline", you've been "borderline" diagnosed.

Now, before anyone jumps on their high horse and starts accusing me of belittling, or demeaning the plight of others, I call BS.
I have nothing but sympathy for others in the same boat as me, and I readily admit that I don't have it as bad as some.
My argument is merely this:
Don't allow yourself to be so easily "tagged" as being "almost ill, but not quite". Because that's what they've done to us.

The things that made me unwell, were done to me, I don't want to keep them, and I certainly didn't want my kids to see me trying to live with them, while the psychiatric profession did fuck all to help me.
It tore me apart to see my kids being torn apart by watching me being torn apart.
So, BPD is a dirty word around here. It's certainly nothing to be proud of, or touted as a "cool" thing, which is what you do when you strip it of it's meaning by giving it such a friendly, harmless (meaningless) name as "borderline".

I want everyone to be well. I want everyone to get the help they need.
That starts with someone determining whether you're ill, or you aren't.
"Maybe, a bit", won't hack it for any of us.

So, James. I don't doubt that the internet refers to BPD as “borderline” (I did, in fact, check it out).

Maybe, you're an American. The “psych dept” you refer to, sounds like an Americanism, and, is therefore, maybe, a legitimate term in your country, but not in mine.

The trouble I have is with the de-humanising power of a misused word.
In much the same way that Americans now refer to “a homeless person” as “a homeless”, and thereby make it easier beat them and set fire to them, because they aren't human , they are “a homeless” (a tactic many despots and dictators have been more than well aware of, throughout history. Just ask a Jew).
Being labelled “a borderline” does the same thing. It strips you of your humanity, renders you “a thing” and ignores your illness.

I have had to fight hard for my treatment. No mean feat when you have no sense of self worth, but, that's what I did.
I educated myself and faced off with one psychiatrist after the other, until I could finish their sentences for them.
In the end, they recognised that I couldn't be fobbed off, and they started to do what they should have done over a decade ago.
I am now no longer BPD. Now, “suddenly”, I am “living with PTSD”.
And that has made *all the difference in the world to me*.
Now, my pain is acknowledged .
Now, I can talk to people about what happened without being judged .
Now, I receive specific treatment for a specific problem, and my life is changing for the better.
Maybe, one day, I will be someone I remember, someone my kids remember.
I hope so. Which is something I can do now, too. Hope.
And none of this came about by allowing myself to be labelled as neither fish nor foul.

So, “common usage” means nothing , James.

BPD means nothing .

You might as well say “I suffer from humanity in a sick society”.
And if you're still with me after this, kudos to you for hearing me out.
But you did ask :)



All comments from YouTube:

dope_lion

This give me chills down to my core. Such beauty can't be put into words.

Billy Knight

This song hits even harder if you have borderline.

Alasdair Ekpenyong

this

Nicole

Yes.

starry night

completely

Pleiades

i don't really understand the lyrics, could you explain them?

Andrew Lampe

It so does xx

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dingorullugardina

This song... I can't express it's beauty in written words...

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this voice is my favorite one in this world.

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