The Primitive
The Tears Lyrics


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Oh sometimes I look up to the sky and I see the clouds and I see the light
And I want the stars and the mud and the night to define me
And sometimes I look out at the sea and I see the waves and I feel the breeze
And I want the rocks and the birds and the leaves to define me

Cos I am the insect in the jar
I am the spider in the tar
I am the worm inside your drain
Yes we all come back to the primitive again, oh

And sometimes I stare out at the trees and I forget about the complexities
That scratch and scrape and hate and tease all around me
And sometimes I drift out with the wind and the silence tells me simple things
And I want my lungs and my legs and my skin to define me

Cos I am the insect in the jar
I am the spider in the tar
I am the worm inside your drain
Yes we all come back to the primitive again, oh

Cos I am the insect in the tar
I am the worm in the jar
I am the creature inside your brain
Yes we all come back to the primitive again
And we all come back to the primitive again




And we all come back to the primitive again
And we all come back to the primitive again

Overall Meaning

The Tears's song The Primitive is a contemplative and introspective track that delves into the idea of returning to the primal state of being. The lyrics talk about the desire to strip away the complexities of modern life and embrace the simplicity and purity of the natural world. The singer yearns to be defined by the stars, the mud, the rocks, the birds, and the leaves - elements that connect them to the primordial essence of their being. They long to escape the superficiality of the world and find meaning in the basic, essential things that make life worth living.


The chorus of the song further emphasizes this desire for a return to the primitive state. The singer identifies themselves as an insect in a jar, a spider in tar, or a worm in a drain - all creatures that represent a raw and rudimentary existence. They argue that despite all of our advancement, the human race ultimately comes back to its most basic form. The repetition of the phrase "Yes we all come back to the primitive again" reinforces this concept and highlights the cyclical nature of human existence.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh sometimes I look up to the sky and I see the clouds and I see the light
Sometimes I gaze at the sky and its natural beauty inspires me to want common things like stars, mud, and the night to describe who I am.


And sometimes I look out at the sea and I see the waves and I feel the breeze
Other times I gaze at the ocean and its natural elements like waves and breezes enrich my desire to be identified in nature, like rocks, birds and leaves.


Cos I am the insect in the jar
I feel like a helpless insect caught in a jar, with no escape, no way out from what confines me.


I am the spider in the tar
I feel like a spider stuck in tar, lost in my ways, no hope, and no light at the end of the tunnel.


I am the worm inside your drain
I feel like a worm living inside a dark hole, isolated, insignificant, unimportant and unnoticed.


Yes we all come back to the primitive again, oh
Despite our achievements and progress as humans, we always return to our primal, basic instincts in life.


And sometimes I stare out at the trees and I forget about the complexities
Sometimes I gaze at trees and forget about the complicated things that distress me and others around me.


That scratch and scrape and hate and tease all around me
The conflicts and negativity that surround me fill my mind with anxieties and weaknesses that I cannot easily overcome.


And sometimes I drift out with the wind and the silence tells me simple things
Other times I get carried away by the wind and peace and silence remind me of the purity and simplicity of life.


And I want my lungs and my legs and my skin to define me
I desire my physical being and my bodily components to be my definition of who I am, rather than intangible or social counterparts.


Cos I am the insect in the tar
I am still that helpless insect trying to escape, with no way out from what confines me, still trapped in that jar.


I am the worm in the jar
I am still that worm in the dark hole, lost in my ways, no hope and no light yet.


I am the creature inside your brain
I am like any other creature living inside someone's brain, prone to influence and determination from my environment.


And we all come back to the primitive again
As humans, we can't escape our primitive impulses and core instincts, no matter how hard we try to distance ourselves from them.


And we all come back to the primitive again
After all is said and done, we will all remain fundamentally primitive creatures driven by our desires and needs.


And we all come back to the primitive again
As humans, we will always keep coming back to our essential, animalistic nature, there is no escape, and there is no denying it.




Writer(s): Brett Anderson, Bernard Joseph Butler Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Mgb Ltd.

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