Petrichor
Tall Ships Lyrics


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Don't believe me when I say I'm sorry
I don't mean anything I say
A faithless face amongst faceless faces
A bad decision made in good faith

I'm cold to all illustrious distractions
Lost to love, work and play
Stuck in my own world of pallid abstractions
Forcing out these things to say

'Cause I was lost when I called you mother
I didn't realize you felt the same
And I was drunk when I called you father
But no, you're not to blame

'Cause I did this to myself
No I can't blame anybody else
And when the photographs that line your shelves
Belong to somebody else
You know it's time for change

So please forgive me for my boring stories
I've never felt that much at all
Just floated through life chasing money
A sack full of meat and bone

And with every start all I see is the finishing line
Every new beginning I just see the end
And I'll bite the loving hand that's fed me
Time and time again

Because I did this to myself
No I can't blame anybody else
The photographs that line my shelves
Belong to somebody else

And in this ongoing war
My favorite smell is petrichor




The scent straight after rain
An illusion of beginning again

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tall Ships' song "Petrichor" explore themes of regret, self-realization, and the struggle to find meaning and purpose. The opening lines, "Don't believe me when I say I'm sorry / I don't mean anything I say," suggest a lack of sincerity and honesty in the singer's previous apologies. They are struggling to come to terms with their actions and the consequences that have resulted from them. The following lines, "A faithless face amongst faceless faces / A bad decision made in good faith," serve to highlight the singer's feeling of isolation and personal responsibility, despite their intention to do the right thing.


Moving on, the singer expresses a sense of detachment from the world around them, as they are "lost to love, work and play" and "stuck in [their] own world of pallid abstractions." This disconnect is further emphasized by the admission that they were "drunk" when they called someone "father," suggesting a sense of alienation even from their own family. However, the singer does not absolve themselves from responsibility, acknowledging that they "did this to [themselves]" and that the "photographs that line [their] shelves / belong to somebody else."


By the end of the song, the singer comes to a realization that the "favorite smell" is petrichor, the scent of rain on dry earth. This smell represents an "illusion of beginning again," suggesting that even in the darkest moments, there is always the possibility of renewal and growth.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't believe me when I say I'm sorry
I apologize insincerely


I don't mean anything I say
My words lack truth and sincerity


A faithless face amongst faceless faces
I am just one among many in a crowd of people without purpose


A bad decision made in good faith
I made a mistake despite my good intentions


I'm cold to all illustrious distractions
I am not lured by the things people usually consider precious


Lost to love, work and play
I am numb to affection, occupation, and leisure


Stuck in my own world of pallid abstractions
I am trapped in an uneventful life devoid of color


Forcing out these things to say
I am struggling to express myself despite my lack of inspiration


'Cause I was lost when I called you mother
I did not know how much I needed you until I lost you


I didn't realize you felt the same
I did not imagine that you were as lost and aimless as I was


And I was drunk when I called you father
I was not in my right mind when I reached out to you


But no, you're not to blame
I do not hold you responsible for my mistakes


'Cause I did this to myself
I am responsible for the consequences of my actions


No I can't blame anybody else
I cannot shift the responsibility for my life to anyone else


And when the photographs that line your shelves
The pictures that you cherish and display


Belong to somebody else
Do not belong to me, that is not my life


You know it's time for change
I realize that I need to take action to improve my life


So please forgive me for my boring stories
I am apologizing for my uninteresting life


I've never felt that much at all
I have not experienced anything very deeply


Just floated through life chasing money
I have simply been drifting along trying to accumulate wealth


A sack full of meat and bone
I am nothing more than a physical body


And with every start all I see is the finishing line
I am pessimistic about the outcome before I have even started


Every new beginning I just see the end
I am so focused on the end that I don't appreciate the journey


And I'll bite the loving hand that's fed me
I will reject the kindness of those who love me


Time and time again
Repeatedly


Because I did this to myself
I am responsible for the consequences of my actions


The photographs that line my shelves
The pictures that define my life


Belong to somebody else
Do not reflect who I am or what I have done


And in this ongoing war
In my constant struggle


My favorite smell is petrichor
I find solace in the scent of rain water on dry earth


The scent straight after rain
When the rain clears the air and refreshes the earth


An illusion of beginning again
As if there is a chance to start anew




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Ric Phethean, Matt Parker, Jamie Bush, James Elliot Field

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@pabloalthaus

*LYRICS*
Don't believe me when I say I'm sorry
I don't mean anything I say
A faithless face amongst faceless faces
A bad decision made in good faith

I'm cold to all illustrious distractions
Lost to love, work and play
Stuck in my own world of pallid abstractions
Forcing out these things to say

'Cause I was lost when I called you mother
I didn't realise you felt the same
And I was drunk when I called you father
But no, you're not to blame

[Chorus]
'Cause I did this to myself
No I can't blame anybody else
And when the photographs that line your shelves
Belong to somebody else
You know it's time for change

So please forgive me for my boring stories
I've never felt that much at all
Just floated through life chasing money
A sack full of meat and bone

And with every start all I see is the finishing line
Every new beginning I just see the end
And I'll bite the loving hand that's fed me
Time and time again

[Chorus]
Because I did this to myself
No I can't blame anybody else
The photographs that line my shelves
Belong to somebody else

And in this ongoing war
My favourite smell is petrichor
The scent straight after rain
An illusion of beginning again



All comments from YouTube:

@zpatakus2266

I'm always miss you Tall Ships I've been listening to this song for 5 years. This song always reminds me "what am I doing now". Every time I'm freaking out This song will always resonate in my head. "Cause I did this to myself, No I can't blame anybody else" ... Always love from Thailand Fans

@ivorstirling4263

Petrichor - the earthy scent that comes from grass when it rains

@sinead_horan

Dude. Your painfully underrated 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

@boyblue6663

I use to listen to this song back in high school! I haven't listened to it for probably 2 years, but dam did it find me at the perfect time.... drunk, 40 dollars to my name, and about to be evicted. This song never sounded so good and has never been so relatable. This band is WAY under appreciated....

@BurnigLegionsBlade

I feel kinship towards all people who love Tall Ships as much as I do, I hope you're doing well now

@toniace2274

I was looking Shackleton endurance ship, and somewhat i end up here!!!!! And now life is great!

@Chanok69

Just discovered this band by watching their cover of "Everyone Wants to Rule the World" which is really awesome. Really digging this band.

@jagobouffler6206

Is this whole album a concept album about your friend that passed? Sea of Blood being a more direct dedication. But I’ve been piecing together lately an almost common theme. Like Lost & Found is a happy upbeat song that seems to be about suicide masked under smart words

@jagobouffler6206

Even the album name “Impressions”. You give off impressions on people that you’re doing well, false leads, when really underneath you’re hurting

@muhammedgursoy9142

growing up, tihs time watching the official video and realizing that you saying "shit, that's my life. ordinary, boring, failed attempts to revive yourself and lack of connection and amidst the sustainable order in the chaos and, sad?"

so, thanks for that tall ships since it wasn't enough we were already drowning in clusters of inconveniences and bullshits and you guys thought "let's face them with themselves".

thanks. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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