Low Violet
The Merry Thoughts Lyrics


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The final thing, the biggest scene
Where sand flows slowly, time is just a dream
Call my head and call my name
The heart is dead, now who's to blame
Nothing has changed
Nothing is the same

Somebody sent me ...

The sense comes down in the violet hour
The sense comes down in the violet hour

Our flight was dry, the sun had shone
With a dry eye, give me another gun
Suffocate, we both knew shame
The time they prayed
Again, again
Nothing has changed
Nothing is the same

Somebody sent me ...
The sense comes down in the violet hour
Somebody sent me ...
The sense calms down
Somebody sent me ...

Nothing has changed
Low violet
Somebody sent me ...
Nothing has changed
Low violet
Somebody sent me ...




Nothing is the same
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Overall Meaning

The Merry Thoughts's song "Low Violet" describes a scene of rock-bottom hopelessness and despair. The lyrics start with a description of the final moment, the biggest scene, where time is just a dream and sand flows slowly. In this moment, the heart is dead, and the singer is looking for someone to blame. The chorus repeats the phrase "somebody sent me" followed by "the sense comes down in the violet hour," and "the sense calms down", which suggest a numbing feeling or sedation that comes with this moment of hopelessness.


The second verse describes a flight that was dry and sunny, but despite this outward comfort, someone involved is feeling so low that they need another "gun" to cope. The sense of suffocation and shame is palpable, and the song suggests that this is a repeated experience that the two involved have been through before. The chorus then repeats, emphasizing the feeling of numbness and the idea that nothing has changed.


Overall, "Low Violet" is a bleak song that describes a moment of complete hopelessness and despair. The lyrics paint a picture of someone who is struggling to cope and is looking for some kind of escape or relief.


Line by Line Meaning

The final thing, the biggest scene
The ultimate event, the most significant moment


Where sand flows slowly, time is just a dream
Time seems to pass slowly and unreliably


Call my head and call my name
Please ask for me by name


The heart is dead, now who's to blame
My heart has stopped beating, and I'm not sure why


Nothing has changed
Everything is the same as before


Nothing is the same
Things are different from how they used to be


The sense comes down in the violet hour
A feeling descends upon me during the early evening


Our flight was dry, the sun had shone
Our trip was uneventful, and the weather was nice


With a dry eye, give me another gun
Without showing emotion, provide me with another weapon


Suffocate, we both knew shame
We both felt ashamed and confined


The time they prayed
At the moment when they were praying


Again, again
Repeating the same pattern


Low violet
A deep, dark purple color that symbolizes sadness or depression


Somebody sent me ...
Someone has delivered a message to me


The sense calms down
The feeling subsides or becomes less intense




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