Blind
Talking Heads Lyrics


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Signs, signs are lost
Signs disappeared
Turn invisible
Got no sign
Somebody got busted
Got a face of stone and a
Ghostwritten biography
Dogs started rushin' in
Hungry for some food
Dogs started twitching and they're looking at you

It was light by five
Torn all apart
All in the name of democracy
He's hurt, he's dying
Claimed he was a terrorist
Claimed to avert a catastrophe

Someone should've told him
That the buck stops here
No one ever said
He was involved with thieves

They're blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

No sense of harmony, no sense of time
Don't mention harmony
Say "what is it? What is it? What is it?"
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out, says
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"

He was shot down in the night!
People ride by but his body's still alive
The girl in the window, what has she done?
She looks down at me and says "I don't wanna die!"

And I'm blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

Somebody could have told us where they go
Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints
Now tell me what the hell have we become?
Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on?

No sense of harmony, no sense of time
Don't mention harmony
Say "What is it? What is it? What is it?"
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out
Says "What is it? What is it? What is it?"

He was shot down in the night
People ride by but his body's still alive
Girl in the window what has she done?
She looks down at me and says "I don't want to die!"

An' it's blind and they're blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind




And I'm blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

Overall Meaning

The Talking Heads’ song “Blind” is a poetic and enigmatic reflection on the confusion and violence of contemporary society. It is a dark commentary on the state of society where the signs of direction and guidance that people rely on are lost, disappeared, and invisible. The lyrics describe the confusion and chaos that result from the absence of these signs, and how people are susceptible to being manipulated in such an environment.


The song alludes to a political situation where somebody got busted, claimed he was a terrorist and to avert a catastrophe, and was shot down in the night. The incident is portrayed as a tragedy, with the song’s narrator expressing regret that nobody told the man that the “buck stops here” and no one ever accused him of being involved with thieves. The song describes how the man’s body is still alive, but he is dying, and the girl in the window says she doesn’t want to die.


The song speaks to the lack of harmony and sense of time in society, and how people don’t know what’s going on. The singer is also blind and unable to see the situation clearly. The song ends with the repetition of the word “blind,” suggesting that people are unable to see or understand what is happening around them.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the political and social confusion of the early 1980s, as well as a broader commentary on the human condition, where people are often lost and directionless.


Line by Line Meaning

Signs, signs are lost
The signs indicating direction or meaning are gone or misplaced


Signs disappeared
The signs that were once present cannot be found anymore


Turn invisible
The signs cannot be seen or noticed despite searching for them


Got no sign
There are no indications or clues to follow


Somebody got busted
Someone got caught doing something wrong


Got a face of stone and a Ghostwritten biography
The person caught has a hard expression and a deceitful, crafted backstory


Dogs started rushin' in, Hungry for some food
The dogs came in quickly and with a great urge to devour something


Dogs started twitching and they're looking at you
The dogs started to tic nervously, while keeping eyes locked onto something


It was light by five, Torn all apart, All in the name of democracy
The situation is destructive and rough, coming just barely after the dawn of a day and all that is happening is in the name of democracy


He's hurt, he's dying, Claimed he was a terrorist, Claimed to avert a catastrophe
The person is injured and close to death, they were accused of being a terrorist, but they claimed they were trying to prevent a disaster


Someone should've told him, That the buck stops here
Someone should have warned him that responsibility ultimately lies with him/her


No one ever said, He was involved with thieves
There were no actual claims stating that they were involved with theft


They're blind, blind, Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
People are unaware, and everything is unclear or hidden


No sense of harmony, no sense of time
There is no synchronicity or pacing


Don't mention harmony, Say "what is it? What is it? What is it?"
Rather than bringing up balance, focus on trying to understand the situation


Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Startle him and he reflexively raises his hand out of surprise


Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?"
Someone in the crowd is yelling and demanding to know what is going on


He was shot down in the night! People ride by but his body's still alive
He was shot when it was dark but stayed alive while people continue to pass by


The girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't wanna die!"
The female in the window asks what she did wrong, and she pleads with the singer not to let her die


Somebody could have told us where they go, Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints
Someone could have notified them about where to go, and they are scurrying around searching for trails


Now tell me what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on?
The singer questions who they have become, referring to themselves as wretched and also confused about everything happening around them


Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, Blind, blind, Blind, blind, blind, blind
The lack of awareness, difficulty seeing, and confusion persists


And I'm blind, blind, Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
And the singer (or narrator) is also blind, just as clueless as everyone else




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHRIS FRANTZ, DAVID BYRNE, JERRY HARRISON, TINA WEYMOUTH

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

rkotm

Tina Weymouth about the vocal recording session:
"David uncharacteristically wore a suit to his vocal session, as well as a
pair of clear glass black horn-rims. He looked so small as he sat at a
large office desk (bureau, in French), with a tiny desk lamp shining
down on some lyric-less blank paper (presumably there some squiggly
lines in a strange shorthand
notation to indicate what and where he would sing). His hands lay palms
down, fingers splayed to either side of the paper, and he never moved
them except during the instrumental section, to reach for a glass of
water that stood in the shadows to one side. The entire vocal was
written improvisationally with those in the control room making
suggestions as to which parts worked and David memorizing them on the
spot. The only lyric that came from that improvisation was the chorus,
in which he sang 'Blahnd, blahnd, blahnd'. His head moved like a muppet and we all watched, fascinated, as if he were a bug on a pin under a microscope. Jonathan Demme, you shoulda been there with your camera!"



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Signs, signs are lost Signs disappeared Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone and a Ghostwritten biography Dogs started rushin' in Hungry for some food Dogs started twitching and they're looking at you It was light by five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt, he's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone should've told him That the buck stops here No one ever said He was involved with thieves .

They're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony Say "what is it? What is it? What is it?" Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?"
He was shot down in the night! People ride by but his body's still alive The girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't wanna die!"

And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on? No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony Say "What is it? What is it? What is it?"
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out Says "What is it? What is it? What is it?" He was shot down in the night People ride by but his body's still alive Girl in the window what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't want to die!"

An' it's blind and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind



All comments from YouTube:

a2406

An underrated gem. One of my Talking Heads favorites.

brian ladder

for real tho!

Penguin Uprighter

For sure..but hard to choose

Sofa King Great Gaming

I grew up on Talking Heads through my grandfather. Love them to death. Thank you David for all the amazing music you have written over the years.

holly mccormick

Never had the opportunity to see them play live but my late husband he had Alzheimer's, and he watched Stop Making Sense so many times and now he is gone and I am addicted to it. Thank you David for your unique personality and creative genius, I never get tired of hearing any thing by you. Love the video you did called:
David Byrne This Must Be The Place Live Jools Holland 2004
The band you played with were all so good but i loved the guy playing the violin ,he was always smiling and swaying to the music he had long blond hair. Love to see musicians enjoying what they are doing;). The talking heads always looked like they were all having fun, I'm sure its a lot of work touring.Is there a name for the group you sang with or just a group you pulled together probably oh well;) Much luck and a lot of peace be with you , thank you again.

brian ladder

whats the matter with him....

Bill Price

It's amazing how music has created a sub genre of artistic film. This music video in particular is under appreciated

leokimvideo

Incredible right up to the last video

tereza

Fantástico!!❤

manw3bttcks

This song is so good for sound testing audio systems. The bongos image in particular places around the room. It's also very dynamic.

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