Jealous Of Youth
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It's funny how, as we grow old
We cling to the past as we cling to the air
And feel nostalgia for things that were maybe never there

The town where innocence was bullied and flared
The house where desire's first fluids bled

But now the autumn leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first yearnings for lust
I want to live
I want to live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than think

There's a girl I used to know
Who I think still lives 'round here
Up there, on top of that council tower
I was once her man
At the midnight hour
When I was as lusty as a dog
Come moonshine or fog
When our tongues would entwine
Long and slow
When we thought
We'd never let each other go
Oh no?

But now the autumn leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first yearnings for lust
I want to live
I want to live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than think

Yet it's funny how as we grow old
We curse and point our finger at those
Those, those, those
Who made us scared and made us old
Who touched our bodies and bruised our souls
Who have made us scared and made us old
It was those, God
It was those
Who made us scared
And made us old

The autumn leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first yearnings for lust
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than think

I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live
I want to live




I want to live
But I ain't a big eno

Overall Meaning

Jealous of Youth is a song about the nostalgia and yearning that comes with growing old. It’s about missing the excitement and freedom of youth, and desperately wanting to relive those moments. The lyrics talk about clinging to the past, even if some of those memories were not entirely real. The town where “innocence was bullied and flared” and the house where “desire’s first fluids bled” are examples of this kind of nostalgic thinking.


The singer reminisces about a former lover, someone they thought they’d never let go but inevitably did. The memories of their tongues entwining and their bodies touching are a powerful reminder of times gone by. And yet, the singer can’t seem to escape the feeling that something is missing. The autumn leaves turning to rust suggest that time is passing quickly, that the opportunities to live and feel alive are slipping away. And all the singer can do is think about the past, about what was, and what could have been.


At the same time, the song also acknowledges the role that others have played in making the singer who they are today. The ones who “made us scared and made us old” are both villains and necessary figures in the singer’s life story. They have left their mark, and the singer can’t help but feel angry and resentful towards them. And yet, without them, the singer might not have become the person they are today.


Overall, Jealous of Youth is a bittersweet reflection on life and aging. It’s a song about the things we can never get back, and the feelings of regret and longing that come with that knowledge.


Line by Line Meaning

It's funny how, as we grow old
As we age, it's ironic how we hold onto the past and feel nostalgic for things that may have never existed.


We cling to the past as we cling to the air
We hold onto the past with the same intensity and necessity as we do air to survive.


And feel nostalgia for things that were maybe never there
We have a yearning and longing for things in the past that may have never actually existed.


The town where innocence was bullied and flared
The place where our naive and pure nature was taken advantage of and abused.


The house where desire's first fluids bled
The location where our first experiences with sexual desire were expressed and fulfilled.


But now the autumn leaves are turning to the color of rust
As time passes and we age, things in our lives begin to deteriorate and decay like the leaves in fall.


I'm getting jealous for youth's first yearnings for lust
I am envious of the intense and passionate desire for physical intimacy that we experienced in our younger years.


I want to live
I have a strong desire to embrace and experience life to its fullest potential.


But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than think
I lack the courage and strength to take action towards living fully and remain stuck in my thoughts.


There's a girl I used to know
I am reminiscing about a past lover.


Who I think still lives 'round here
I believe that this individual may still reside in the area.


Up there, on top of that council tower
The location where this former lover may reside is on top of a council tower.


I was once her man
I was previously in a romantic relationship with her.


At the midnight hour
Our romantic encounters often occurred late at night.


When I was as lusty as a dog
I was filled with intense and passionate desire like an animal in heat.


Come moonshine or fog
Regardless of the weather or time of day, our desire for each other was unwavering.


When our tongues would entwine
Our kissing was intense and passionate, involving a lot of tongue contact.


Long and slow
Our kissing was drawn out and leisurely-paced.


When we thought
During these moments, our thoughts were consumed with one another.


We'd never let each other go
We believed that our love was so strong that it would never end.


Oh no?
Suggesting that this belief may not have been entirely accurate or true.


We curse and point our finger at those
As we age, we often blame and resent those who have hurt us in our past.


Those, those, those
Reiterating the focus on those who have wronged us.


Who made us scared and made us old
Referring to those who have caused damage to our emotional and physical well-being, triggering fear and aging.


Who touched our bodies and bruised our souls
Describing the physical and emotional harm that these individuals have caused us.


It was those, God
Attributing blame and responsibility to a higher power.


I want to live
Echoing the previous expression of a deep desire to live life fully.


But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than think
Reiterating the internal struggle of lacking the courage and resources to take action and live fully.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Written by: MATT JOHNSON

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