It's Already Tomorrow In Australia
The Gutter Press Lyrics
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For kites to fly today
So we'll throw ourselves into it
Then run the other way
We'll start heading eastward, under the railroad tracks
Only to find that lake is too cold
So we'll draw on the sidewalks, all over, with colored chalk
It's so late, and I'm trying hard to stay awake
It's so late, and I don't want to face the day
The silver line is melting
On to this picture frame
And these shoes are tied together
But I can't throw them away
Conversations held together by fragments of wire,
they lament that the gap is too wide
and there are no arguments to muster, no statements of fact
That can convince the sun to stay in the sky
It's so late, and I'm trying hard to stay awake
It's so late, and I don't want to face the day
The Gutter Press's song, "It's Already Tomorrow In Australia," is a poetic reflection on the passing of time and the inevitability of change. The opening lines, "The sky is just too windy for kites to fly today, so we'll throw ourselves into it then run the other way," create a sense of playful defiance against the forces of nature. The metaphor of throwing oneself into the wind speaks to a willingness to face the unknown, even if it means going against the norm.
As the song progresses, we see the singer and their companion on a journey, heading eastward under railroad tracks, drawing with colored chalk, and doing math to guide themselves home. The line "the math that will guide us home" suggests a need for order or structure in a world that can be unpredictable and chaotic. The silver line melting on a picture frame points to the fleeting nature of memories and the inevitability of change.
The final verse sees the singers lamenting the passing of time and the gap between people that cannot be closed. The statement "there are no arguments to muster, no statements of fact that can convince the sun to stay in the sky" speaks to a sense of helplessness in the face of the natural order of things. Ultimately, the song is a meditation on the human condition, the passing of time, and the futility of resisting change.
Line by Line Meaning
The sky is just too windy
The winds are too harsh for flying kites in the sky
For kites to fly today
It's not a good day to fly kites due to the wind conditions
So we'll throw ourselves into it
We'll embrace the wind and enjoy it in our own way
Then run the other way
Before the wind takes us away, we'll quickly move in the opposite direction
We'll start heading eastward, under the railroad tracks
We'll begin our journey towards the east, passing under the railway tracks
Only to find that lake is too cold
When we reach the lake, we realize the water is too cold to swim in
So we'll draw on the sidewalks, all over, with colored chalk
To make up for the disappointment, we'll use colored chalks to draw on sidewalks
The math that will guide us home
We'll use calculations to navigate and find our way back home
It's so late, and I'm trying hard to stay awake
I'm struggling to stay awake despite how late it is
It's so late, and I don't want to face the day
I'm dreading the upcoming day as it draws closer in the late hours
The silver line is melting
The silver line (possibly a metaphor for hope or a dream) is deteriorating
On to this picture frame
It's affecting a certain image or perception of something
And these shoes are tied together
The shoes are intertwined and connected in some way
But I can't throw them away
Despite their connection being an obstacle, I can't let go of them
Conversations held together by fragments of wire,
The conversations are unstable and barely held together
they lament that the gap is too wide
The artists express sorrow over a great distance between them
and there are no arguments to muster, no statements of fact
They can't think of any convincing points to make their case
That can convince the sun to stay in the sky
They are unable to control or influence events that are beyond their power
Contributed by Jayden E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.