Money In His Hand
The Early November Lyrics


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I just can't get this off my mind.
My voice it yells inside.
It tells me all the time that I could leave right now.
It tears me up to see this place green and a machine washed grey.
But all we know is this.

I've been trying for the past four years.
Broken a lie to get this here.
It's not the heart that makes the man, its the money in his hand.
It's been a struggle for the past few nights.
I had to quit to realize that I can't waste no time on it, incase this is all I get.

One year, one month, and seven days to lose the love it takes,
And grow plastic from my hands so I can leave right now.
It tears me up to see this place green and a machine washed grey,
With all the shine and ritz.

I've been trying for the past four years.
Broken a lie to get this here.
It's not the heart that makes the man, its the money in his hand.
It's been a struggle for the past few nights.
I had to quit to realize that I can't waste no time on it, incase this is all I get.

I've been trying for the past four years.
Broken a lie to get this here.
It's not the heart that makes the man, its the money in his hand.
It's been a struggle for the past few nights.




I had to quit to realize that I can't waste no time on it, incase this is all I get.
I get.

Overall Meaning

The Early November's song "Money In His Hand" is a contemplative internal monologue about the struggles of pursuing success, while battling with the nagging thought that it may all come down to simply having money. At the beginning of the song, the singer is feeling trapped and stifled by their surroundings, lamenting the fact that everything seems to be the same dull shade of grey. They feel as if they could escape at any moment but are weighed down by the fear that this may be their only opportunity for success.


The song grapples with the anxiety of trying to make it in a world that values money over passion or talent. The line "it's not the heart that makes the man, it's the money in his hand" encapsulates this fear and suggests that even if someone has true talent and passion, it may not be enough to make it if they don't have the financial means to back it up. The chorus repeats the sentiment that the singer has been struggling for years, but it's unclear whether or not they have been successful in their pursuit. The final lines of the song seem to suggest that time is running out and they may never achieve their dreams, leaving them with nothing but regret.


Overall, "Money In His Hand" is a poignant and deeply relatable song that speaks to the struggles of chasing success in a world that can often feel like it's stacked against you.


Line by Line Meaning

I just can't get this off my mind.
This issue is constantly weighing on my thoughts and I can't shake it.


My voice it yells inside.
I have a strong inner voice urging me to take action.


It tells me all the time that I could leave right now.
My inner voice is encouraging me to leave my current situation.


It tears me up to see this place green and a machine washed grey.
The contrast between the natural beauty of this place and its artificial, industrial elements is distressing to me.


But all we know is this.
Despite everything, this is still our reality.


I've been trying for the past four years.
I have been working hard towards my goal for a long time.


Broken a lie to get this here.
I have had to deceive or act dishonestly to achieve my goal.


It's not the heart that makes the man, its the money in his hand.
In our society, wealth and financial success are seen as more valuable and defining than a person's character or morality.


It's been a struggle for the past few nights.
I have been struggling with this issue for several nights now.


I had to quit to realize that I can't waste no time on it, in case this is all I get.
I had to give up on something to realize that I can't waste any more time on it, in case that is all I achieve or obtain from it.


One year, one month, and seven days to lose the love it takes,
It took me only a year, a month, and seven days to lose the passion, love, or enthusiasm I once had for this situation.


And grow plastic from my hands so I can leave right now.
I feel trapped or unable to escape, as if my hands have turned into plastic and I cannot move them.


With all the shine and ritz.
Despite the superficial glamour and success of this situation, it is ultimately unfulfilling and unsatisfying.


I get.
This is my current reality and there is nothing I can do to change it.




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