Youth
The Crookes Lyrics
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Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of youthful scars.
They made it clear from the very start that pain lies beyond the cries of damned young hearts.
Does it show in my sunken eyes that these concrete skies move too slow?
Tarmaced seas; a breeze from lonely nights.
Blood drips downs my knees... I'm sick of worthless fights.
Does it show in my sullied smile that it's not my style?
Time slows... let me go.
In time, I'll grow to find that all we'll ever have are blissful moments quickly passed.
It's obscene they're so few and far between.
I'll take solitude and I'll take calm.
All my hopes were chewed and spat out (with charm).
Faith entwined all my deepest fears... and my strange ideas youth might be kind.
But I just let things slide, in the glow of pale lights... as our laughter splits the night.
In time, I'll grow to find that all we'll ever have are blissful moments quickly passed.
It's obscene they're so few and far between.
The Crookes's song "Youth" sheds light on the struggles of growing up and the harsh realities of life that come along with it. The opening lines of the song set a somber tone, hinting at the pain and hardship that young people may need to endure. The use of the word "youthful scars" goes beyond the physical wounds, highlighting the emotional scars that are often left by a difficult upbringing. The lyrics suggest that even at a young age, life can be hard and unforgiving.
The song is a reflection of the singer’s own life experiences, as he looks back at his youth with a sense of nostalgia and sadness. He talks about how he has been let down by life, be it physical injuries or emotional pain, and hints at a sense of resignation that has set in. In the lines "I'll take solitude and I'll take calm," we see an almost bitter acceptance of the way things have turned out.
At its core, the song is about the disparity between the promise of youth and the harsh reality of adulthood. The Crookes brilliantly capture the sense of longing and loss that often accompanies growing up. There is a sense of melancholy that pervades throughout the song, and yet it offers a glimmer of hope with the line "as our laughter splits the night."
Line by Line Meaning
With split lips, oh a smile can be hard.
Even though I'm hurting and broken, it's hard to show a smile.
Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of youthful scars.
I have scars both physical and mental from my youth.
They made it clear from the very start that pain lies beyond the cries of damned young hearts.
From the beginning, it was clear that the pain is more than just what is visible on the surface.
Does it show in my sunken eyes that these concrete skies move too slow?
Wondering if my tired and empty eyes reflect the feeling that the world is moving too slow for me.
Tarmaced seas; a breeze from lonely nights.
The world around me is as hard as the tarmac, and I often feel lonely.
Blood drips downs my knees... I'm sick of worthless fights.
I have physical wounds from meaningless battles that I'm tired of fighting.
Does it show in my sullied smile that it's not my style?
Wondering if my fake smile shows that pretending to be happy is not my thing.
Time slows... let me go.
Time seems to drag on, and I wish to escape it all.
But I just let things slide, in the glow of pale lights... as our laughter splits the night.
Despite everything, I find solace in the moments of laughter and joy with friends.
In time, I'll grow to find that all we'll ever have are blissful moments quickly passed.
As I grow older, I will come to realize that the happy moments in life are fleeting and pass by quickly.
It's obscene they're so few and far between.
It's sad that these moments are so rare and distant from one another.
I'll take solitude and I'll take calm.
I choose to embrace peaceful and quiet moments of solitude.
All my hopes were chewed and spat out (with charm).
I had dreams and aspirations, but they were crushed and dismissed easily.
Faith entwined all my deepest fears... and my strange ideas youth might be kind.
Despite my fears, I held onto the hope that maybe youth would be a kind and gentle time.
But I just let things slide, in the glow of pale lights... as our laughter splits the night.
Even though life may not be perfect, I still find joy in moments of laughter and friendship.
In time, I'll grow to find that all we'll ever have are blissful moments quickly passed.
As I grow and mature, I will realize that happy moments in life are fleeting and pass by quickly.
It's obscene they're so few and far between.
It's unfortunate that these moments of joy are so rare and hard to come by.
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