Valentine
The Gourds Lyrics


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It's just a little home to fill
With pretty pictures of you that will
And a broken clock
In empty pockets lonely hands are still
You can call it phantasy
You can dress it up to a t
But the words remain
All the same until ya let it b
In little ways that are only mine
I go to squeeze my Valentine
Time and time after time
I go to squeeze my Valentin
But the yearnin is only mine
My favorite record from the start
Always skips the well intentioned part
Thru the big and small
After all
Straight to the heart to heart
(Records go round)
Picks up and right back down
Yeah yeah Oh yeah




Low, flat, high hat
Hey-turn around!

Overall Meaning

In The Gourds’ song “Valentine,” the lyrics tell a story of a person’s solitary life and inner desires. The first verse is about someone creating a little home for themselves, a cozy space that they can fill with pictures of their loved one and a broken clock. The second verse talks about how others may view this as a fantasy or an unpleasant reality they are unwilling to face. But the singer of the song acknowledges that the words remain the same until they let it be. They find comfort in small ways that belong only to them, like squeezing their Valentine’s hand. However, the yearning they feel is strictly personal and not reciprocated.


Moving on to the chorus, it talks about a favorite record that always skips to the heart-to-heart part without going through the fluff. It’s a metaphor for the singer’s desire to skip to the most intimate moments without going through the superficial ones. The record that skips is also a way of saying that the singer’s life is moving too fast, and they want to slow it down, keep it on repeat. The end of the song talks about how the singer doesn’t want to be alone anymore and wants someone to turn around and notice them. They want someone to acknowledge their existence and for their internal yearning to be appreciated.


Line by Line Meaning

It's just a little home to fill
This place is small but it's where I can keep my loved ones' pictures


With pretty pictures of you that will
I'll hang pictures of my loved ones that bring me joy


And a broken clock
Even though the clock is broken, time passes anyway


In empty pockets lonely hands are still
When we have nothing, we can still hold our hands and find comfort


You can call it phantasy
Some might think this is unrealistic


You can dress it up to a t
We can fancy it up to make it more palatable to others


But the words remain
The sentiment still holds true


All the same until ya let it b
It'll stay the same until we accept it as it is


In little ways that are only mine
I find personal ways to express my love


I go to squeeze my Valentine
I hold my loved one close and show affection


Time and time after time
Repeatedly, over and over


But the yearnin is only mine
The longing to be close is only felt by me


My favorite record from the start
This song has always been beloved to me


Always skips the well intentioned part
We sometimes miss the nuances and instead go straight to the heart


Thru the big and small
Through thick and thin


After all
Despite everything


Straight to the heart to heart
Directly to the most meaningful part


(Records go round)
The world keeps spinning


Picks up and right back down
Things come and go, but they come around again


Yeah yeah Oh yeah
An expression of joy or excitement


Low, flat, high hat
Musical notation for a beat


Hey-turn around!
A call to action, to change one's perspective or approach




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