Breathe
The Flaming Lips Lyrics


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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell




Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Flaming Lips/Stardeath and White Dwarfs' song "Time / Breathe" are a cover of the Pink Floyd song medley from their album "The Dark Side of the Moon." These lyrics reflect deep contemplation on the passage of time, the monotony of daily life, and a sense of existential angst. The song explores the themes of lost opportunities, the fleeting nature of youth, and the realization that life is finite.


The opening lines suggest a sense of boredom and aimlessness, as the singer describes wasting time and waiting for something meaningful to come their way. They reflect on the passing of time, realizing that ten years have slipped away without them even noticing. The line "No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun" implies that opportunities have passed them by and they now feel a sense of urgency to catch up.


The chorus describes the futile pursuit of trying to catch up with time and the feeling of being overwhelmed by its relentless pace. The sun serves as a metaphor for time, which is constant and unyielding, while the realization of aging and mortality becomes more evident with each passing day.


The second verse explores the sense of frustration and disillusionment that comes with the perception of time slipping away. Plans and aspirations that once held meaning now seem insignificant or never come to fruition. The phrase "Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way" references the common tendency for people to repress their emotions and silently struggle with their discontent.


The final verse brings the song to a contemplative conclusion. The phrase "The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say" reflects a sense of dissatisfaction and regret, as if the singer expected to have accomplished more or have a greater impact in their life.


Overall, the lyrics express a deep sense of reflection on the passage of time, the missed opportunities, and the sobering awareness of mortality. It prompts listeners to consider how they are spending their time and what truly matters in life.


Line by Line Meaning

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Slowly passing the ordinary moments that compose a monotonous day


You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
You squander and throw away the hours with little thought or purpose


Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Idly roaming about on a small patch of land in your familiar town


Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Anticipating the arrival of someone or something that will guide you


Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
Weary of basking in the sunlight, opting to remain indoors to observe the rainfall


You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
You are youthful, and life stretches out ahead of you, providing ample time to waste


And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
Eventually, you realize that ten years have passed you by


No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
No one instructed you when to begin, causing you to overlook the initial opportunity


And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Frantically trying to catch up to the setting sun, but it continues to descend


And racing around to come up behind you again
Hastily maneuvering to reappear behind you once more


The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
The sun remains unchanged in a comparative sense, but you have aged


And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Finding yourself increasingly breathless and advancing another day nearer to mortality


Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Each year feels narrower, and time always seems elusive


Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Ambitions that either amount to nothing or result in incomplete, hastily written notes


Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
Clutching onto a state of silent despair is considered typical in English culture


The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
The time has passed, the song has concluded, and yet I believed I had more profound thoughts to express


Home, home again
Returning to the familiarity of home once again


I like to be here when I can
I enjoy being present in this place whenever possible


When I come home cold and tired
After arriving home feeling cold and weary


It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
It is comforting to heat my bones close to the fire


Far away across the field
In the distance, on the other side of the field


The tolling of the iron bell
The resonating sound of the metal bell striking


Calls the faithful to their knees
Summons the devoted to kneel in reverence


To hear the softly spoken magic spells
For the purpose of listening to the gently spoken incantations of enchantment




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Written by: David Jon Gilmour, Nicholas Berkeley Mason, George Roger Waters, Richard William Wright

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rangers1919

Nice. I always loved this version but it's almost never online anywhere.

J. Smith

.....WHOA!

Brian the Snape

Fuuuuck yeah!

bas tet

god damn it the quality is terrible

Tyler Phillips

quit complaining

Jeremy

Cultural appropriation. Guy with Indian headress (lol)

333ferret

Really weird to see especially knowing what happened a few years later with Kliph haha

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